i fear: the kind of dragon i am becoming one who takes pride in sleeping amongst the cinders of a once peaceful village now razed to the ground
Tag: senryu
forest’s edge: trees step slightly out of the frame and the cold path dims
in between: taking stock of perishable feelings
winter’s end: just take a look at the darkness we have domesticated
smoke carves a temporary hallway alongside the concrete just as men and serpents coexist in a cruel world
in the zen garden critters emerge into softer outlines eager for the warmth of spring
the forest keeps a spare dusk when needed trees unfold and a second sun ends the dream
to the fires of lost causes this soul is drawn to
darkness consumed: i can tell by the taint in your eyes your lust for broken worlds
winter’s soul lets go: birdsong and warmth feels like a dream