Tag: senryu

skin on fire: words alone invoke the magic of the unseen realms

in the dark before dawn towards softer signals limbs crawl

power moves quietly twisting the nature of winds into mindbending rumors

birdsong and burden lifts from the heart with a sigh

shadows undress the spring moon behind a veil of clouds

state of melancholy: words of spring whispered to the mango tree

sober eyes seek the light but only the grey gazes back

bear witness to the rain in spring that cries itself a thousandfold in a single dusk

the spring moon shifts her weight and still waters ripple with pleasure

rehearsing peace: as the bombs drop the bodies do not exit stage they simply lay motionless eyes wide open gazing into the hearts of the audience