Tag: senryu

your eyes do not betray the culmination of dusks and dawns you have witnessed

queen bee exits stasis and calls to her brethren to be born again

the cycle renews: the smell of death as crows dig into a roadkill carcass

paradise hides from the watchful eye of the city: carried in a pocket deeper than any void

spring at first light a scene of limbs and bedsheets strewn

from the outside looking in the phantom of the mango tree fills her form with laughter

one of many paradises: passion replaced by the soulless vice of machines

a deeper shade of red stains falling skies

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