侘 寂

silence.  midnight.
head bowed, white hair –
errant frost catches moonlight.
silence. crickets sleep.
sword across her knees
catches moonlight.
silence. dew falls.
wings flutter.
owl settles.
silence.

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. el34ax7
    Sep 13, 2013 @ 10:55:17

    a magnificent reprieve from a drunken bus of gaijin. thank you m(_ _)m

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    • kanzensakura
      Sep 14, 2013 @ 13:19:45

      Thank you sir! says the Carolina Cherry Blossom (a dear friend gave me this title years ago). I’ve been feeling the season, the melancholy, striving for emptiness.

      Reply

      • el34ax7
        Sep 15, 2013 @ 06:52:29

        Indeed, this season looks to be an exquisitely beautiful one. As for emptiness, I, too, hope to understand and become one with it. So useful, emptiness. 🙂

        Reply

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