March Mad Verse 31

It’s March 31st; we made it. May I have a drum roll please? No? Well, alright then. It’s been fun, and hope you enjoyed it to. Would love to hear favorite links and general thoughts from you folks.

Without further ado:

 

Tao
by Aubrie Cox and Wayne Chou

 

spring breeze
tea stains
on the atlas

first daffodil blooms
by the crossroad

crow on the
rusty barbwire fence
gazing forward

new stars
in the sextant lens

hunter’s moon
streams through
the keyhole

a hidden oasis
in each floating seed

•

mossy stones
sacred temples
of my childhood

she ties a pink charm
on his keychain

we watch the sunrise
atop a broken
ferris wheel

cinnamon rolls
fresh from the oven

summer heat
the bowerbird picks
thicker reeds

minnow breaks
the water’s surface

•

kamuro fireworks
leave a trail
of moondust

her kimono’s sheen
tanabata night

wishes tremble
on bamboo
in the aftershock

paper cranes
in the donation box

beggar bowl
overflows with
plum blossoms

he burns sweetgrass
singing for spring rain

•

oak tree’s shadow
grows longer
with the days

girl swings higher
not ready to let go

holding my breath
as they dot
the Dragon’s eyes

blank face
at the window

lone wolf
trails its pack
beyond the frost line

howling wind
across snow country

•

ink bleeds
into the crisp
white pages

evening before battle
I open her letters

after the call
wedding invites
packed away

the kitsune mourns
for her fallen mate

sliver of the
autumn moon
cradles a star

crowded platform
for the way home

•

each stalk
plowed under
is a promise

dinner table
set with hope

the vagabond
rests at last
by the old lighthouse

spring sea laps
against my feet

pink clouds of hanami
will never be
the same again

the butterfly
awakens