Stumble,
Hurry hurry! catch
Catch the trail
Muddy trails is
break break
Forest fires & foot prints
Before the crumbs are gone.
Stumble, Hurry! Hurry! – January in Hotsprings
Tag Archives: japanese
Swirling Years – January in Hotsprings
Wherein:
Swirling years of bliss
Something in an eye(s)
Tells all the stories
Until the Time – January in Hotsprings
Until the time
If i had a clock i would count
Down the hours and so on
Now: 13,000,000 stars
Snowy Mountain – January in Hotsprings
Over there
Snowy Mountain
Cool burning toes
Feverish Dreams in Tea Steam: Haibun in Grey
Delicious dreams
I mumble in my sleep
no memory
Fever – coming on stronger now. Gaining now for three days, delirious fits and sleepless tossing, frantic at random hours. Mind you, body never shivers, mind flashes burning pictures of moments. Some I remember might be called a dream but for the anguish. Too real for a nightmare, the pain, the fever, the malaise gains vigor with each grating snapshot. The unfamiliar seeps with fear, I don’t know how it will end. Each episode so far ends with me waking called waking only in that my eyes crack enough to register light or dark.
I twist, fall back into the soaked feather bed drifting, one moment racing a wooden car down bumpy hill, children holler in cub scout knickers, proud with badges, another moment running hard, leaping onto pillars fleeing a unknown enemy or maybe moving towards one, leaping higher columns tumble into oblivion, my feet slip, slide falling, falling next floating in a long abandoned warlord’s damp stronghold dungeon, somewhere atop Teutonic hill slope, the moon shows the shackles through window slits.
Warm and next a campfire warming feet and drinking from a flask as I mumble fading eyes see nothing but white robes walking by from time to time.
Memories sequestered
Releasing now
As tea steam
Remembrance Day: Japanese Memorial Cenotaph in Stanley Park
Full Remembrance Day ceremony at the Japanese Memorial Cenotaph in Stanley Park, Vancouver, BC, Canada, including: minute of silence, bagpipers, buglers, reading of Flander’s Field and other respectful meditations. Pardon rough edits etc.