the smell of purple
on a sunny day in May;
floral lingering

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loneliness, clipped wings,
beauty wrought from flight’s struggle;
bird bath reflection.

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winter moss on tree
reflects in the morning dew
magnificently

[117]

umbrella rendered
useless, abandoned in leaves
abandoning trees.

[116]

Fuji sunset red
city horizon twinkles
alive. cold clear air.

[115]

lonely bench observes
the seasons of Asama

[110]

rubble and the rain.
a quartet of displaced toads
play amidst the trash.

[108]

leaves intertwined in
three dimensions seeking sun,
cover from the rain.

[104]

cicadas’ white noise;
pedestrians’ reflections
scattered in the trees.

[99]

cold wind comes green scent,
mist passes balcony in waves.
tsuyu starting late.

[92]

incense called ‘空’
cuts humid air thick with smog,
and Dyson runs red

[91]

galaxy shrouded
by terrestrial stars, shines
no less bright beyond

[90]

rain matches music
and the fall pummels the ground
with no forgiveness

[88]

a spider not so
casts eerie daytime shadows,
sky is clear today

[86]

giving new purpose,
green vines embrace abandoned
Honda motorbike

[79]

gutted colonies.
Hitachi No. 18
will outlive them all.

[78]

hear past sights and see
through the sounds, reality,
interpretation;

[71]

yellow monochrome
sensory transposition;
canola on airs

[69]

sunlight, petals glow.
calls for change, a lonely crow.
upward looks below.

[63]

unexpected flash
of red, vivid detail cast
on monotone spring.

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