Thursday, March 31, 2011

Turning the seasons

Turning the seasons -
there’s no escape in your dreams -
under a dark moon

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Bullets rake my chest

Bullets rake my chest -
you will never defeat me -
in peaceful protest
#haiku #Libya #Syria #Yemen #Bahrain 

Thursday, March 24, 2011

I shed many tears

I shed many tears -
when cherry blossom withers -
and a cruel cold comes
#haiku #Japan

Image: White on White (by AJ Brustein)
I've been to a few castles in Japan, but my two favorite are the black one in Matsumoto (松本城) and the white one in Aizu Wakamatsu. This castle is sometimes called Tsuruga Castle (鶴ヶ城) and sometimes Wakamatsu Castle (若松城). But anyway, I think this white castle looks best in white - what a cool castle.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Icy bitter wind

Icy bitter wind -
rasping every single breath -
white snow flake fallout #haiku 

Images: A woman walks around the devastated area where her home used to be in 
Ofunato, northern Japan
Firefighters continue search for survivors as snow begins to fall in Minamisanriku
Source: Mirror News AP, Reuters and Getty Images

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Ramshackle shadows

Ramshackle shadows -
subtle movement -
of the wind

Picking my way through -
shadows of broken sunbeams -
strewn and downtrodden

Image: Foggy night by Dmitry Bogachuk

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Cloudy haze of spring

Cloudy haze of spring /
darkness tinges the pale sky /
tale of fallen grace

Darkness rushes in /
even angels fear to tread /
amidst the ashes 

Silent crystal sound /
I can feel in every breath /
fallen angel dreams

Images: Terres Rouges
This is the interior view of the upper (fourth) level of the Arbed Steel Works at the Terres Rouges industrial site on the French-Luxembourg border. The building dates from 1900-1920. It was taken at sunset. I left this place covered head to toe in red iron ore dust...

Fallen Angel

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Soon yesterday fades

Soon yesterday fades -
like sand in desert breezes -
liberty today
#haiku #lybia #tripoli #gaddafi 

In 1908, the town of Kolmanskop in southern Namibia had become a profitable gold mine. Abandoned in 1954, the homes, hospitals, theaters, and factory buildings were left at the mercy of the Namib desert. The strong desert winds have filled the rooms of these deserted buildings with mountains of sand.

View more from this series by Álvaro Sánchez-Montañés and his fantastic portfolio visit here.

Born into slow time

Born into slow time -
live in a time of our own -
expire in fast time

I am cast away -
to nowhere -
in timeless shadow

All of these moments -
will be lost in time to die -
like tears in the rain

Image: Source: pandrewshaner
Soviet lottery certificate, early '30s
Issued for the benefit of OSOAVIAKHIM