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Dream

Days In The Blackberries Field

like the setting sun
warmness overwhelms inside
an orange-red dream

 

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Danger

Days In The Blackberries Field

colorful balloons ~
words carry us to the clouds
or nearest sharp branch

Balloon-Tank

Balloon-Tank found here

For Carpe Diem #450, Balloon

 

 

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Inspiration Leaves Traces ~ Sundries

Days In The Blackberries Field 

CLOSER
indefinitely
but it is getting closer
riding shadow wings

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PRIDE 
inside the brave heart
bullets fly and bombs fall
pride corrects the spine

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COLORS 
in the clouded sky
rainbow mixes new colors 
face recalls a smile

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BREAK TIME 
rejoicing in shade
tired dog eagerly awaits
next throwing a ball

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SAFENESS
hiding behind clouds
the indecisively sun
seeks for a shelter

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INSOMNIA
find my sleeping-bag!
being awake for too long
eyes don’t know to dream

 

 

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Inspiration Leaves Traces ~ About April

Days In The Blackberries Field 

defying coldness 
the trees strut in new dresses
without heavy coats

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coldest arctic heart 
melted fast by April rain
bleeding from within

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the winter mornings
knock on my windows again
no one opening

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on a winter bowl
crumbs of bread for hungry doves
healing hands spread love

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healing hands spread love
sitting in full waiting room
I lick my own wounds

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in sunny circles
the silly wheels of my bike 
chasing each other

 
 

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Melted

Days In The Blackberries Field 

April sun above
the white mountain peaks afar
a scent of hyacinths

For Carpe Diem’s “Revise that haiku” #5, Shiki’s “The snow has melted”

 

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Music

Days In The Blackberries Field

stillness rules the heart
through the walls and closed windows
notes bring memories


For Carpe Diem Special #87, Soen Nakagawa’s “One note of the Shakuhachi”

 

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Choka, isn’t it? ~ 25C (Irrelevant)

Days In The Blackberries Field

I don’t walk, they say.
I have never been here.
In the sand or snow
I don’t leave footprints behind.
People go through me.
They inhale me like the air.
Adopted by mist
Waves throw me over the walls
Unexpectedly.
Where am I? Irrelevant…
I have never been here.

 

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