Nothing Can Play Tonight Again

The world is so safe,
We can lay down at riverside
Pointing those stars
Of the late summer night.
The cool breeze rhymes
The half moonlight.
Nothing can play
Again tonight.

Even I felt fine to stroll alone along the river at night, someone could surprise me more. Laying on grass for stars where the street is just across the river. It is wonderful how to feel the world so safe now. I wish I did that too. Although, I don’t, I memorize this moment forever.

# 130

Daily prompt: memorize

Place: Kamogawa, Sanjo, Kyoto

Hidden Summer Pleasure

The fierce sunlight beams
Through the seam of filmed window.
The tapered milky way
Of dust floats and glows.
Drops of iced tea sweat
Slowly running down.
The bright blue sky
With barely moving clouds.

The faint breeze sweeps
Into the seam of soul.
Wandering the wonderful moment
When life can be slow.
Both mind and body
Flush by hidden dreams and heat.
In beautiful summer,
Time unfolds its pleats.

Daily Prompt: Hidden

#126

Local Train for Saturday

It’s Saturday, let’s go leisurely.
Taking local train deliberately.
The rhyme wakes foggy mind softly;
Pause gently, move regularly.

It’s life, let’s go beautifully.
Capture the moment of ordinary.
It’s always too soon to be ready
When presence turns into memory.


# 113 My Saturday with Keihan Uji line local train (the train that stops every station), Kyoto.
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Your Love is My Summer Night


Your love’s like a summer night,
Cooling me down from the heat,
Extending my day with your extra light,
Comforting my skin with your breeze.

Sometimes, between us is madness.
You turn air still. My sweats drop like tears.
But looked out at midnight, your darkness’s
Still brighter than any time of the year.

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# Daily Prompt: Darkness

Photo: Hydrenyea under the street light (Kyoto-Shiyakusho-mae, Kyoto)

I love summer night. It’s like I have extra time to play:) It’s feel nice to chirp in the nature at this time. Then, when today daily prompt is darkness, I can only think about something light and cheerful. (Although, normally, I am writing so many dark pieces!)

Summer, A Moment of Magic

Count the date on the calendar.
Less than a week to go to the sea.
Mojito with too much ice and brown sugar.
Mentally pace with bare feet, in comfy tee.

Offshore breeze, laundry, and barbecue,
Summer sweetens also humoresque and morning dew!

Count the roses, lie in the garden.
Less than them are only clear night stars.
Mom makes all the faves in the kitchen.
Mention that dad’s about to start the car!

Of all the time in a whole year, summer
Magic countlessly makes me wonder.

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# For: the realization of personal fond about summertime + first time trying Acrostic + first glass of Mojito (whoops!) + daily prompt “countless

“I love the first time. I want my whole life to be composed of them. Life is only interesting if life is wide.” – KYD