678.
Watch without a clock,
And a clock without a face.
Time knows no disgrace.
Tag: metaphor
Haiku #677
677.
My brief, short body;
Will I be re-used for fuel
In an age, or two?
Haiku #671
671.
Encompassing love’s
Crepuscular crevices,
The blue moon rises.
Haiku #670
670.
Ladybird on leaf;
Unseasonal deft beauty,
Hibernating dreams.
The Island
Hold me here forever,
It wouldn’t be so long;
Until we are together,
I’ve watched my life go wrong.
I felt so long in the tooth,
Until our love made land;
Our flesh was only loving,
A subcutaneous gland.
Stay with me forever,
This island is all we need;
Life has new endeavours,
Eternity’s in the reeds.
Sapporo Soul
I tried to write haiku,
My mind was filled with you;
To snowy-Sapporo I travelled,
My heart was there untrue.
My master was a death of me,
As virtuous masters do;
Little need for death now here
Within a width anew.
I brushed you with a whisper,
The living letters flew;
I tried to write haiku down
But now I write for you.
Haiku #665
665.
Autumnal love-swan,
How long dear will you be gone?
My swift thoughts are yours.
Inertia
A second flood
Retraced the first,
Floating debris,
Memories hurt.
Inundated
By the third,
I ran for miles,
Through copse
And dirt;
Levy bursting,
Cells submerged.
I resurfaced,
Alone, inert.
Haiku #657
657.
Each raindrop silent,
Impacting on surfaces;
Then a crescendo.
L’eternità è intatta
Rain doesn’t stream
Asunder the sea,
Nor be in hurries
Today for my needs.
I’ve seen through storm-troubles
For years less remembered;
By its own great weight
A sea- bed is tempered.
Ashamed of existing,
More waters have laws
Than my calcified heart.
Il mio calore è per l’inverno, sempre;
L’eternità è intatta come l’arte.
The bones of an ocean’s regrets;
Troubles redoubled
Do not go away,
When years are persisting
And the sea is still grey.
