Tag: senryu

carpenter bee floats down gentle spring breeze

spear tip catches a raindrop clouds at war

nothing of significance done today strangely fulfilling

burdened is the sword with rust and blood

our footsteps lost to the drizzle and grey

spring bodies alternate between sepia and grey

lost in the rushed river flow coffee turns cold

dusk we imagine buddha dancing in the rain

standing absolutely still in paradise

at dawn light spears pierce the retreating dark