limbs slinking from reaponsibilty possessed by the spirit of the cat
Tag: senryu
balancing off the edge of the curb hands off me winter winds
as the seasons do the words come and go as they please
take these damp limbs to task winter at dawn
as we embody the very essence of our poetry
after dark we correct the terms of divine domination
the conversation with waves we never seem to win
dead and gone the stares of empty shells as we walk past
walking the winter coast screams lost at sea
finding meaning in the abyss the depth of your gaze
elancharan gunasekaran 