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.
This video has sound.
Is it possible
To keep delicate snow;
Love which can’t be hold?
But last drop melted in summer,
I can’t pray to thank enough.
# 117 – rewrite
Photo: Summer Snow, Kyoto Botanical Garden
Inspired by: 蛍火の杜へ & 今日は会社休みます
The summer sky —
Still lushly leafy clouds,
Bright maple stars.
Fallen too fade pink petals;
Neatly hidden love in green.
#115: Tanka for those unseen fallen petals in water
Daily prompt: pink
Place: Sento Imperial Palace Garden, Kyoto
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.
# 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!)
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.
# 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