Tag: senryu

in the branches overhead amongst leaves made fire the gentle call of birds: come home

tripping: i take the city by its horns and wrestle with neon lights

spring after dark i am the quiet you denied

thin fingers seal the setting sun beneath dirt under the pilgrim’s measured breath a prayer blankets the rage and peace settles in karmic layers of darkness

eyes across skin: frail limbs watch and relearn the odd ways of flesh

scry the mourning skies for omens of the coming light

the first word is laid in damp earth and the rest follows like a spring stream abound

spring after dark the rift between dreams and the machine mind deepens

land’s end: at high tide life and death communes

in the glow of the crescent light the scars of winter orbit and vanish