mixed - tanka, haiku

this old stairs

i used to stand each morn

waiting for secret love - the time warp

i've been trapped all these years



back to old school

the rustling leaves

welcome me back

some boys gamefully hit the bell

and it reverberates the years i left



doctor's waiting room -

an old woman carried in by son

says she prefers to die



Chiba autumn avalanche

a basket of persimmons

at two dollars



exocist dream

i cast out devil

in Christ's name



fishing rod -

between the sadist

and the masochist



fish rod -

pain and joy

in one line



  


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