Tag: senryu

the pilgrims of the bog sing songs of freedom shaping mud into spears of nature’s wrath

after dark kids gather round to listen to the stories hissed by a serpent with lanterns for scales

warships steer into the fog only to be greeted by razor glass winds

summer after dawn a second sun rises and slits open its throat

even under the weight of stars the forest grim stands its ground

summer dusk the smell of ash overpowers frail human senses

storms buried beneath tongue the pilgrim hums a tune of solitude

summer after dawn your shadow becomes the shape of rain

rebellion ignites in the hollow of trees sway and march into the morning mist

nap on summer sand and the ground devours dreams