Archive | October, 2011

Met another friends in the morning

30 Oct

Time is somehow frozen,
while the days pass
and friends laugh and chat.
I am awake and active
but poetry asleep.

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These days my hair is wavery
in the way I like
(but not due to my intention).
I feel I’m a woman
and that I am O.K.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

tea shop

14 Oct

Lyrically the light danced
on the hot water
like some fragments of the moon
that a rabbit used
to deceive an elephant lord.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

kinmokusei

2 Oct

Fragrant olive
is the joy of life
So I feel, every year
as the autumn comes.

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Tonight I don’t feel alone
I don’t know why
but I just don’t.
Something is right,
ringing a sound bell.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

is poetry gone?

1 Oct

Suddenly the weather is cold,
the summer has actually gone-
and I am wondering
where the poetry has gone
or, is it still here?

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I wonder what love is
what I am
what parents are
and what is- but anyway
I will go.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune