Tag: senryu

unmoving eerily still at the bottom of the sea the fish will gather and offer their prayers to a new god who joins them drowned but born again

in the mud in the rain lies a strange cracked mask rehearsing its lines going through the emotions of the faces it has worn the lives it has lived and still never truly understood who it was or what brought about its creation a mask worn for too long is still a mask a bare minimum to face this savage world

we forget where the ocean and sky ends where maps and constellations drown where autumn is the one truth in the lies we have orchestrated

the dark gods we thought extinct sleep beneath the city grey their lucid dreams driving hollow shells of flesh into madness and shaping the ways of cruelty

all the way to kingdom come blue grass banjo riff on repeat

speak to the roots and autumn flowers spit fire

in the strangest of places in the city’s underbelly you may find cats of a certain breed that prowl and guard the doorways between waking and wonder places where fate is gambled and your worth tested by unscrupulous forces

lips swell and apples blush when spoken to kindly your words they hold power

a feather in the autumn field did someone dream too far?

in any true sense names hold power more than you can ever imagine each name is guarded by a sacred flame held close by the soul to know one’s true name or nature is to gain the gifts of the blessed ancients or in unfortunate circumstances the gaze of death

inspired by the wizard of earthsea