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Autumn rain

In the air after the rain

it’s filled with a hint of

faint fragrance

grass, leaves and soil

are perfumed

beautiful mood starts spreading

around this environment

at this time in my eyes

what i see is beautiful

i see

sparkling water surfaces

light thin clouds

i see

the distance is near

i see

hope in front of me

at this time

i feel

warmth in my heart

exhortation from childhood

whisper of lover in my ear

light flashing in the night

tepid currents

in the wilderness

and the glebe

of my heart.

 

 

 

 

Bonfire

The mountain village

in deep autumn

ignites a bonfire

loneliness of dead leaves

the mountain so thin

cold autumn moon

at the other end

listens to the song

of the flowing time

a nightingale swept across the fields

over the branches of old tree

at the entrance view

between heaven and earth

a searing light

penetrates endless night

warming and illuminating

you and me.

Old leaf

When you are old

and the color fades

and youth’s escaped

become memory

when you are old

and not pampered anymore

will you still remember

the time bygone

majestically

shriveling in a corner

drfiting with the wind

towards the clouds

and stars no longer blink

time stands still

the cycle of the seasons

then repeats

still graceful you

warmth no longer exists

only wrinkles that accompany

when the wheel of time

slowly runs over the scar

the scar will have been rebuilt

slightly modified

and it will still be

a beautiful

scenery

time

no longer flies

dreams

no longer pass

what you have

just admiration of youth’s

endless glory

your heroic shell

meets the sun

quiet and worry-free

your spirit and soul

you are my red leaf

i will remember constantly

give a toast to nostalgia

when you are old.

 

 

 

Whisper of the heart

Maple leaf

trickling

poetry

and lovesickness

orange and pink clouds

a stripe a splodge

glittering

with soft attitude

maple leaf

just wants to show

more realness

amidst the rain

no need for too many gorgeous sentences

maple leaf

reliving that fiery love

when autumn wind

tactfully rises

and gives her a seasonal

red attire

moonlight lingers

on the windowsill

an additional

curtain of nostalgia

murmur of the soul

accompaniment of words

from the heart.

 

Depth of autumn

Cicada’s dream

drifting

gradiently

the rain intoxicating

the fruity winds

a song so maudlin

a season of

silence

monotonous loneliness

windows open

memory no longer

crazily growing

flow of water

from the fingertips

arbitrarily

locked door

is a forbidden language

unable to interpret

golden tide

of meandering wilderness

rises and falls

comes and goes

utterances

of the geese

unforgettable

red flying leaves

stain the hillside

in most beautiful moments

of sunset

in the reeds

across the river

a few waterfowl

standing around

remnants of dusk

but the one

from childhood

has flown

far

far away.

Moon-viewing, Tsukimi

Mid autumn

a varicolored season

another passionate festival

chrysanthemums in the courtyard

fragrance beneath the moon

wild leaves

clear winds

delicate clouds

profuse feelings

beautiful crowds

counting stars

in long autumn dream.

 

Windowsill

First prize

and compliment

a piece of golden

fallen leaf

softly drifting

into the dainty domicile

over time

autumn will climb

up these chalky walls.

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