to be carved out by the darkness and still be whole the moon’s sacrifice
Tag: senryu
i dare not speak the words for the watchful eye in the night sky
waning crescent this obsession with the seasons has come full circle
tell me of the day when freedom died in your mind
the laments of coastal winds caught in unfurled sails
crows gather around to send me off into the autumn cold sea
i see through atvaisic eyes and revel in the glory of life’s imperfections
the raging storm outside silenced by polished glass walls
skipping tea for coffee and more delusions of grandeur
from behind stained glass tanks fish eyes observe and scrutinize the movements of warm flesh
elancharan gunasekaran 