Tag: senryu

it is not a matter of policy but an innate craving

when confronted with tyranny the body revolts

pink egg clusters making a bold statement in the cold grey canal

north winds the old crow’s cold gaze

unhinged the body dizzy before the cloud column

come see night’s birthed a monster of a cloud

grateful for the window fog the illusion of snow

earth sky and bodies bound to the mango tree’s existence

rain returns and the cat’s watch comes to an end

the rain in the throes of twilight