Archive | June, 2011

Rains and clouds, enlivening.

30 Jun

The weather was strange, and I was sick;
with the window open and the curtain closed,
I felt the breeze
and light.
The rain was getting stronger,
and as I lied down, I could hear
I could smell.
Between the dreams I tasted
some literature, exotic;
and the reality smashed with dreams
I was in a happiness
of timeless time.
When mother came home I got up;
I was sound
and the sky was divine,
that heavenly light!
after the clouds wild.

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A thunder sparked with no rain
in the night.
We could see the clouds
in the dark.
Roaring sky, on the way home.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

 

Trying to be awake- spiritually, I guess

29 Jun

I never regret for what I decided
or what I didn’t-
I only think of now,
what to do or what not to;
deciding for me is
to decide not to regret.

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There is definitely a meaning
of me being here,
in this year
at this very moment;
hopefully to help someone-s.

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And I finally realise
that my only duty is to be myself
stay myself
then from far and close, others can see
me in the world
reminding who you are
pushing the voyage
with my very wind.

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But I will still come to you
for that is what my feelings tell me
urge me, yearn to me.
Be free from the guilts to be free.
Know my wrong-doings, I will live with them
and come to you.

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When I notice myself braver and stronger
more independent
while leaving my existence to others
that’s when I can tell
that I was, for sure, right.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

 

My chin’s up.

27 Jun

But I can’t help singing,
writing, drawing and painting-
for they all
are a part of my
being.

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Nothing has changed,
the world is still the same,
full of sadness and miser-
only I have changed, with firing rage
the world is bright;
I’m ready to swim across.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

 

Fight the world

25 Jun

Think of a utopia,
I know it won’t exist-
but if it does,
then it will be like the morning clouds in summer,
our sky after typhoon.

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Some experiences change your whole life
but how can you regret?
when they’d given you
the beauty and the meaning
of Life?

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Who will die for you?
I will not-
I will live to benefit the future,
my children, my students, my loves-
I won’t let you take over.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

 

Sound of the wind

24 Jun

I like the sound of the wind
running vigorously outside
around the apartment
like segragating from the rest of the world
me, in a tower.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

Sweating day

21 Jun

Children spark their energy
naturally, as they talk
as they laugh
as they rage
even at sad moments.

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I think of a magic
that I want it to happen
and after some thoughts
I realise
all I want is someone
on whose side I can cry.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

 

Went to postage in the morning

20 Jun

I like
walking in a morning town
quiet and bright
the beginning
of a day.

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I thought I felt
a smell of chai
at the station
in the crowd;
perhaps I dreamed.

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Wondering
in a morning cafe
with a cup of tea;
this urbanness
I am endeared to.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

Feeling sad but beautiful

19 Jun

May this rain be radiated,
like iron strings falling to earth
invading the living beings-
even so, the flowers shine
by their own lives.

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Thinking about Jane Austin
is to think about a time, when
there were rules for social interaction.
You see, I’m an ever foreigner
and never know any
(and so I admire).

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

And then I thought about families

16 Jun

More and more I come to know
that I am unique, I am different;
that I am alone.
And it’s funny because I thought
I came to know that I am just another human being (after all).

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As I dump my face against the notebook,
the mild white surface of the page,
a fine recycled paper-
like a dash of light, an unknown image
comes,
and goes.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

On a sick but healing day

16 Jun

Perhaps
I should simply runaway
I’ve been thinking about it
to bid farewell
to this uncaring city.

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Some people are born alien
and some others born to belong.
Obviously the former’s the minority-
though I only came to notice it
only very recently, as an adult.

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Had I the authority and the money
I will break all the conrete roads
so that I can touch the soil
and I can breath
as she revives.

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In the soft light, afternoon
I feel like a baby
curled up
still waiting to be born
embraced by the world.

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Children playing outside
their chattering like shouting
laughing and running and crying
some unsourceable sounds reflect in the air
-were I once one of them?

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune