Tag: kigo

winter’s grasp the hand that drags you out from the void

a war this body can never win the rain relentless

we become the tales we tell pints full of spite

to the goddess of the deep fishes tow lost souls

moonbound how she vanishes without a word

the morning moon leaves behind her dark

line drawn between fact and fiction contrail divides sky

the faces of the goddess in the pockets of mist

strands of moonlight beyond ethereal clouds

fills the great void earthen hue of the noon rain