Archive for the 'poetry' Category

Poem-花冷え(HANABIE)
April 2, 2008

Poem-Hanabie
Category: Writing and Poetry

After work
You and I walked for the night date
In the season of “Hanabie“
with north wind
Couples became close more
Hugging their each body tightly

Suddenly
You plunged into your left hand in your pocket
to grip my cold right hand
and again you shoved our hands into your pocket together

“You’re so lucky that my hand is warm, cause [...]

Poem-a dream
March 30, 2008

Poem-a dream
Category: Writing and Poetry

A dream
Walks for the red carpet
To the future of the golden goal
 
The road seems to be far
to achieve
 
With the best friend named “Hope”
Step
By
Step
Every day…
 
(c)2008 Takako All rights reserved.
 

Poem-a flower in my heart
March 29, 2008

覚えていますか?
Do you remember that?一緒にお花見がしたいと
駄々をこねて泣いたら
「ほれ、鼻ならここ!」
って私を笑わせてくれたこと
I cried a lot, ’cause I wanted
to go for flower viewing(HANA-MI)
for Sakura with you
Your clever twist idea to dry my tears
Your kidding joke hit me in laughter
“Here you are, this is my nose(HANA). Is it perfect?”
そうね、確かに、私の心の花・・・それは貴方
Yes, actually, you are a flower in my heart
貴方の笑顔の花びらが
ひらひらと私の前で舞う時
私の心はケラケラと
素顔のままで
陽気に歌う
Your sweet petals of smile
When they are dancing
flutteringly beside [...]

Poem-Drifting
March 28, 2008

Poem-Drifting
Category: Writing and Poetry

Drifting
In the sea of Chaos
Looking for the tattered board of a tree

Shivering
In extreme cold of loneliness
The despaired scream for this merciless field

Suddenly
From the sky of heaven
The ladder of bright sunshine was given

Unexpectedly
The long rope for the salvation
You threw it to the bottomless bottom

Ring-ring
My eyes are opened

Your cell brings me the reality
“Hey, how [...]

Poem-runaway trip
March 27, 2008

Poem-my runaway trip/tears
Category: Writing and Poetry

Sometimes
Endless drops from my eyes
I was so serious and mad
when you made fun of me

My heart begun a runaway trip
To the image called ” a dream”
My barefoot on the surface of the sea
To the horizon named “the magic“

Perfect Prince
When he almost held me tightly

I
thought of you
refused his warm chest
Again
I walked [...]

Poem-the path
March 24, 2008

Poem-The promenade in the park/the path
Category: Writing and Poetry

In the early evening
The promenade in the park
The niche & a rusty wooden bench
Middle-aged woman
She sat down there
holding the can of beer
She looked up
to watch the panorama darkness
From each window of big apartments
Lighting one by one
She finished drinking beer
Before streetlights arrived
She began walking to somewhere
And then
I did [...]

Poem-Up and down
March 23, 2008

Poem-Up and Down
Category: Writing and Poetry

Somehow, we fell in love with each other suddenly
You love to gather with minimum of close friends
I love to talk to maximum of overseas folks
Sure, we can accept our differences by nature
On our similar purpose for others to treasure
The two lines of roads to enjoy our funny pleasure
I love your delicate [...]

Poem-Your birthday Eve
March 22, 2008

Poem-Your birthday Eve
Category: Writing and Poetry

 
Your birthday Eve
I light a lot of candles alone
Thinking of you deeply

The latest quarrel on Tuesday
I asked you not to contact with others
By your cell during our chatting

At the Starbuck, in the afternoon, today,
You kept your promise for me
You did not pick up your cell at all

When I [...]

Poem-the grafitti on air, again
March 21, 2008

Poem-grafitti on air, again
Category: Writing and Poetry

(imaged by photolibrary.jp)
At a crossing in the evening
A man beside me waited for a signal change
He was talking to someone with his cell
“Hi, I am gonna be back to home now.
I am a turn of dinner tonight, right? 
What do you want to eat?
I’ll cook in materials in the refrigerater”

It seemed to be [...]

Poem-garbage
March 20, 2008

Poem-garbage
Category: Writing and Poetry

In the morning
Everybody starts their busy day 

The back entrance of a restaurant
A lot of garbage
which was piled up on the corner
Everyone
Uses something every day
In the natural environment
We tend to forget to ask
The boundary line with the waste

The garbage
Seems to be the symbol of the wealth
On the other hand
Seems to be the warning
That [...]