„Sieh da! Sieh da, Timotheus, Die Kraniche des Ibykus!“

This morning at nine
hundreds of cranes passed Seanhenge.
Winter's coming. Late.

Nine years ago this happened
but still is unforgotten.

 

Beers & Books CCXLIX – Tanka and Haiku

Japanese Seasons
Tanka and Haiku
from thirteen
centuries

She

While she is sleeping
A moonlit dreamscape her face.
Watching her in awe

Her beauty makes me breathless.

Her love is my oxygen.

Friday is Skyday

Sunset of a life.
Still plans. Still lots of desire.
And a status quo.

One has to change some things then.
Those, left behind might be shocked.*

* Someone recently said:
Those affected, those left behind, may it happen after two years or after 42, will never understand. You will always be the  bad woman, the bad guy.

She

Whilst she is sleeping
A moonlit dreamscape her face.
Watching her in awe

Her beauty makes me breathless.

Her love is my oxygen.