itadakimasu
we are what we eat
today i am half lettuce
perhaps a bit fowl
sans feathers, all wings and thighs
unfit to take, off or root
mononoaware
fall comes to shed you:
my sated kind of sadness,
but you shall keep me
with your shade, a game hostage,
my certain kind of madness
komorebi
the star peeks through leaves
for shadowscapes on your skin
the goddess of winds
stirs a storm of butterflies
that resets a universe
shinrinyoku
you’ll think her alive
her sighs resemble breathing
fall not for phantoms
not for the sole fount of sound
desecrating the quiet
kintsukuroi
do you have my scars
to line with gold and silver?
my broken angel,
i have mined enough for two
will you let me fit with you
/onomatopoeia/hira_hira
/onomatopoeia/yura_yura
her head a lantern
the night moths her nemesis
they flicker, flutter
this ghostly war rages on
in my head i conjure death
wabi-sabi
Death rakes the fallen
the mortal fruits of Adam
a gift to ascend
you often take for granted
seldom welcomed with a smile
yuugen
somewhere beneath skin
i search for your universe
a quest for contact
a quest to comprehend you
i signal for your spirit
otsukaresama
on the seventh day
you fled this garden to rest
i rose with questions
was i bone from her ribcage
you stabbed in the ground to grow
shoganai
if i had one shape
i would be a globe spinning
phasing through seasons
free falling off your shoulder
out of orbit at your shrug
kogarashi
countdown, fahrenheit
same birds herald your coming
you’ve come for my warmth
temperature keeps dropping
i greet you through gritted teeth
2016.jan.04-11
This was a shot at a challenge to write a tanka for each of the eleven items in this article, within the first eleven days of January 2016.
