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Post by Miura Suzume on Nov 16, 2018 14:31:50 GMT -5
At last, October
has deigned to send her missive.
Grateful though I am,
this clear day would be better
given to the west than south.
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Post by momoyama on Nov 16, 2018 19:24:06 GMT -5
Indecisiveness
not on of my better traits
comes in the morning
which direction should I take?
there are so many choices
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Post by Miura Suzume on Nov 17, 2018 19:14:34 GMT -5
No kitchen sin is
so heinous that it cannot
be resolved with the
liberal application
of loads of crushed red peppers.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 17, 2018 23:51:51 GMT -5
Too many dark days
Have I spent huddled inside,
Restless and twitchy.
At least there is enough tea
And reading to catch up on.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 19, 2018 1:17:41 GMT -5
The garden next door
Is ragged and overgrown,
And drowning in leaves.
Yet the vines are not quite done
Yielding the odd tomato.
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Post by momoyama on Nov 19, 2018 4:31:41 GMT -5
Not too far away
there stands a mud and straw house
time has not been kind
crumbling walls reveal past lives
treasures for some, junk for most
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Post by Miura Suzume on Nov 19, 2018 8:49:36 GMT -5
Some days I must breathe
and remind myself again:
Though I am but small
and the work is never done,
I cannot simply give in.
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Post by Miura Suzume on Nov 20, 2018 9:44:47 GMT -5
I cannot help it
if you are on time, but at
the wrong location.
Without due attentiveness,
quickness is a wasted skill.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 21, 2018 0:36:38 GMT -5
All I did was sit
For a moment, not knowing
I would surrender.
Naps are much underrated,
Yet their power is stealthy.
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Post by Miura Suzume on Nov 21, 2018 13:42:31 GMT -5
I carried a bee
out of the office building
and left her water.
I hope she finds her way to
whatever home is waiting.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 22, 2018 0:04:40 GMT -5
Come sweet, blessed rain!
Wash the world with your cool scent
And sweep down the gutters.
Leaves gleam like precious gemstones,
Scattered about underfoot.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 23, 2018 1:53:06 GMT -5
Wherever you are,
And whoever you are with,
Have a lovely day.
A holiday is special
No matter how you spend it.
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Post by Miura Suzume on Nov 23, 2018 13:01:22 GMT -5
I have found a song
of many languages that
I would like to learn.
These shared melodies work hard
to bring people together.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 24, 2018 0:00:48 GMT -5
The metronome drip
From the eaves is hypnotic
In quiet moments.
I have tea and a good book
Until sleep takes hold of me.
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Post by momoyama on Nov 25, 2018 20:28:42 GMT -5
By the riverside
standing tall and beautiful
swaying in the breeze
A select few are chosen
they will live again in song
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