1
Faded Snapshots of Kyoto.
Below us
The city seethes in heat
Here
Within the temple garden
Even the sound of water is banished
Wavelets of grey sand brush
The ancient rocks
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2
Sombre Winter Poem.
Bowl
White water reflecting
A fractured smile
On the grass
Frost settles
Untrodden
How many winter moons to wait
Before your fingers press unbidden
The glass door
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3
Late November.
The mush of autumn clings to my shoes
leaf mould mixed with broken feathers.
I scrape my heal as I enter the house,
Reality belongs outside.
The trees suddenly are skeletons
Scratching a white sky -
Summer is long gone.
Must I grow old before the Lark returns?
Never mind. I have planted a hundred
Spring bulbs.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
20th. November 2012. - 23rd. November 2012.- 26th. November 2012.
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