Posted in Uncategorized, tagged cicadas, friends, Haiku, japan, journeys, loss, meetings, moon, night, Poetry, return, sake, sorrow, spirits of the dead, travel, yakitori on May 23, 2013| 3 Comments »
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moon leans down.
spirit of the departed
pale, smiling.
in the yakitori bar
every face
a character from Hiroshige.
we bend to each other
laughing
at the unfailing sorrow
of our human condition.
sake tasting
of tears.
warm night
cicadas tisk and tut:
our homeward staggering.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged cicadas, city, darkness, kuwait, landscape, neon, night, photographs, Poetry, rain, Tokyo on May 17, 2013| 2 Comments »
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CITIES OF NIGHT
The prickle-skin of neon
Electric cicada buzz.
Light – the city’s camoflage.
Fickle, flicker
Paling sun, moon, stars.
Echoed shadows coloured.
Time puddled,
Hissing.
Neon kimono
Expressionless stare
Indwelling darkness.
Iron castle
Skull-wreathed.
A sludge of thought
Clay-like, heavy.
The weight of
Tomorrow.
simonhlilly 