Thursday, October 13, 2011

Falling Poetry

Those who say
Writing is not blogging
Know neither

These poems are like
Ripples on lake Biwa
Like the drunken verses
Samurai wrote and read
Then floated away on the Kamo river
They are a moment of time
Never captured in books
Beauty that blossoms once
Then is lost forever
Like each sakura

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