Archive | November, 2011

it was a special day

26 Nov

There’s a tingling in my fingers,
waiting for the moment of bliss;
it’s coming through nights and days,
sending me some lights;
and so I go ahead.

***

That summer lake I think of
is ever shining in the mountain wind,
tickering tickering tickering…
Dear friends, O friends,
I will never forget.

***

(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

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wondering

24 Nov

Wonder where this goes;
my wondering.
It’s not the time yet,
so it just flows and fades
like the white breath in winter…

***

(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

radiance

12 Nov

I am here, and I am a part of the world
is the only definite truth I know;
I ask the radioactive materials, Do you kill me?
They won’t answer.
But I know, this is the world I live in.

***

Let me hold your hand
and share a little bit of my life
and warmth,
and hopefully I’ll let you go
like I do to the seasons.

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The skies are ever active and dinamic,
vapors so much more alive than I.
I wish I’d be like
the skies between the seasons,
of which radiance never lets me go.

***

(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

at the tea shop again

6 Nov

Boiled water always makes me think of dragons,
or magma.
The beginning of the world,
lives not yet lives,
countless dragons sprung out from the boiling chaos…

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

looking up at the autumn sky

2 Nov

They say that women’s heart
is like the autumn sky and disloyal,
flows away and changes easily.
But it only means we are daughters of the sea,
and live along with the world.

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(c)2011 Tomomi Fune