to the fullest
“Ever been happy?” “Yes, of course. Numerous times. I just didn’t know then.” Advertisements Continue reading to the fullest
Category: poetry — 詩
thirst
Wanting to belong. If I am not one of you, I am one of them. For Three Line Tales, Week 127 Continue reading thirst
a phantom
It is easier to talk to, to confide in the dead and shadows. 人を立てるのは大好きなのに、煽てることができない。大人でないなあ。 Continue reading a phantom
removed
Loneliness is the frayed edge of the oversized shirt, of memories. 泣くまいと我慢していた子供は、泣いてばかりの大人になりました。 Continue reading removed
perchance
Tenderness lingers. Gone is my soul, my refuge. I am not afraid of days anew, passing on. Memories and secrets ebb. 思い出と昔に残した自分。 でも、進んでいくから。 Continue reading perchance
absence of sound
Oh, those beautiful words that I cannot pronounce. Don’t leave me speechless. For The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge, Silence. Continue reading absence of sound
why I do not leave the house
I’ll be here so that you can find me, my dearest, in perpetuum. Continue reading why I do not leave the house
soliloquizing
“Where are you? With whom?” my heart wonders, while wishing you were here with me. 独り言… Continue reading soliloquizing
cacophonous
I do not die. I saunter the same route over and over. I do not cry. I moisten the goblet and stay sober, worshipping the intangible, every aesthetic fiber. Like a sweater I once wore, I stretch until no more, thinking too much, trying as such. Then, I let go, shrinking to a ball, a frivolous and frail blob. I do not defy, for … Continue reading cacophonous
to have and to hold
I didn’t have a plan. I just hoped you’d be with me, for better, for worse. 久しぶりに、犬を連れて歩きながら泣いた。犬が止まったまま自分も立ち止まり、犬が匂いを嗅ぐ様子を見ながら、ふと、涙が浮かんで溢れた。 少し前はよくこうなった。動作や思考が止まると、自然と涙が流れてきていたので、忙しい仕事や邪魔してくれる人たちに助けられていた。生きている限り、そばにいる人をなくすこともある。ただ、ただ、生き続けるしかない。 最近、ようやく落ち着きが戻ったところだった。 心を暗くしたのは、朝起きて携帯の電源を入れた時に読んだ着信メッセージ。30年来の友人が亡くなった、と。 Continue reading to have and to hold
paradise
Palm fronds swing in a tune of Utopia. The scent of gardenia croons in euphoria. And, blue meets blue far, far away. I live in paradise, with monophobia. I know I make some friends worry when I go dark and deep. They are good to me, and I am fortunate to have them in my life. I wonder, though, “Haven’t they been there?” Then, I … Continue reading paradise
kisses
The first kiss was special. The second kiss was subtle. The third kiss proved crucial. The fourth kiss echoed more. The fifth kiss dared to explore. The sixth kiss uttered a roar. The seventh kiss comforted. The eighth kiss confided. The ninth kiss felt legit. The tenth kiss was too ornate. The eleventh kiss, to compensate. The twelfth kiss foretold the fate. For Sunday Photo … Continue reading kisses
