Tag: senryu

the softness of your face translated by the music of dawn

the summer crow finishes night’s song

never merely existing the stone path understands its purpose

simply knowing when to sow and when to wait

azure king driven mad by the summer heat

a morsel of twilight i keep in this tiny heart of mine

a quiet summer morning is the oldest charm of all

lifts her veil of clouds: the tender and watchful eye of the summer moon on this debauched night

you smell faintly of rain and now i cannot forget

feathered wings shaped by the dreams of the seasons