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Post by Kagami Tomoko on Apr 5, 2018 1:29:19 GMT -5
I have loved the thing You so passionately hate With every fiber Of my being, I will stand For a world where we can love.
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Post by momoyama on Apr 5, 2018 8:46:31 GMT -5
Tonight by the fire music rises like the smoke then floats slowly down warmth wrapping us completely alas time to go inside
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2018 9:12:00 GMT -5
Again spring showers means more snow blowing around. This is just unkind. I cannot say it is rare, but "common" does not mean "nice".
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 5, 2018 9:51:02 GMT -5
I had to wonder At the newcomers standing In the side alley. Why all of a sudden do We have so many trash bins?
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Post by Kagami Tomoko on Apr 5, 2018 22:59:41 GMT -5
My neighbor’s garden, A childhood sanctuary, Will never be gone. Though top soil has been removed, These memories have deep roots.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 6, 2018 9:43:11 GMT -5
A persistent hiss Wakes me from a dead sleep in The dark of my room. Just the rain, but now I must Get up and close some windows.
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Post by momoyama on Apr 6, 2018 10:55:57 GMT -5
Horizontal rain so hard it gets in your ears not the most pleasant running to and from the car someday I’ll live somewhere dry
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2018 12:33:28 GMT -5
Though a cold wind moves the still-dead leaves of the tree outside the window, no snow or rqin dampens this, the first Friday of April.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 7, 2018 9:01:16 GMT -5
Awake so early I run through plans for the day And put on my clothes. Rain or no rain, I have things To do and people to see.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2018 12:37:32 GMT -5
Snow coats the spring ground but now the sun shines spring bright. It's cold, but so clear. The shops are crowded today. Do your shopping while you can.
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Post by momoyama on Apr 8, 2018 5:21:46 GMT -5
Snow flurries on this the Buddha’s birthday and mine we are connected somehow there is a feeling it’s difficult to explain
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2018 12:52:35 GMT -5
At last the project that has sat long in pieces is finally done. Pity that wearing it and showing it off are two things.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 8, 2018 20:56:59 GMT -5
Clay footed, I failed. I was not who you think and I let myself down. I can only go foward, Wiping boots on yesterday.
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Post by Kagami Tomoko on Apr 9, 2018 0:41:20 GMT -5
The sun dips lower, As we ascend the mountain, Ahead, an unknown, An unexplored horizon, Outlined by Orion’s bow.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2018 9:11:36 GMT -5
The village is quiet but turmoil swirls within it. Who is in charge here? Perhaps spring is time again, though too soon, to move onwards.
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