Haiku & Tanka
walk slower,
the soles will last longer
so will you!
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outside bus window
blurred images rushing past
inside, stillness ...
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between two hills
and five mountains of Rinzai
I count my breath ...
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and I asked my friend
when she was still full of life
to choose a lush tree
I can remember her by
one I can hug and tend to ...
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the poet, "tonight ...
I want to fling myself at
the starry blue heavens above ...
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I am no one
as no one as the numerous
stars above ...
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nobody knew
when the sea retreated today
none had the patience ...
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young disciple asks,
"what is the pace of life?"
trees do not know ...
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Three Shakespeare-ku
sweet red rose
thy breath doe I inhale
and petals I caress ...
rose, sweet rose
thy fading curling lips
draw spring to an end ...
O gentle bud!
how much thou hast ripen'
whilst I slumber'd ...
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she sends me e-mail
but in her heart, she wants to throw
peebles at my window ...
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my good friend's advice,
look for a woman you can
sit in silence with ...
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Aging-ka
bowl of broth cupped
in my palms grow colder,
even I cannot
keep myself warm these days
let alone this bowl ...
and what would whipping
up my pulse do but usher
me to the grave faster!
quick heartbeats alone cannot
warm a bowl, not at this age ...
the only thing left
is to swallow the scolding
of mother to child,
"Hurry, drink your soup
before they get cold!"
alas! I arrive
in diaphers, and I leave
in diaphers,
not to mention my
toothless chuckle .....!~~~
who mourns
the departing fog?
the dew, the dew ...
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two hours east of me
she ushers in a new day
with a blissful dream
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early spring
raindrops streaming down window
when did I last cry ...?
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her parched lips grey
I kiss her cold forehead
for the last time ....
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why do I keep this
eucalyptus twig that has
lost its fragrance ...?
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