“A Few Haiku (48)”

(#283)

nothing stirs
but the memory of acorns
the old forest

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(#284)

frozen alpine tarn
my soul rests in silence
in mountain’s embrace

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(#285)

his paws in my hands
as his eyes closed
the journey home

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(#286)

footbridge lantern
night heron’s shadow dances
with the reeds

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(#287)

evening chill descends
as a blade upon the wheat
the sickle moon

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(#288)

in my mind
the universe; in my heart
a poem

“A Few Haiku (47)”

(#277)

my soul’s tourniquet
staunches words but not the pain
I weep in silence

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(#278)

strip me of my layers
to my core of nothingness
then you’ll understand

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(#279)

an errant snowflake
drifts through my paneless window
and freezes my heart

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(#280)

yuki no hana
coldness blossoms in my heart
my endless winter

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(#281)

I am not afraid
to say I am terrified
of what lies ahead

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(#282)

I am shamed by fear
my coward’s heart quails in the
shadows of my soul