Wednesday, January 28, 2026

names

For GloPoWriMo 2025.

No prompt needed. Just wrote this in the middle of the night.



AI generated image by dsnake1 at Fotor



names


what is the pub's name again?
the one in the east coast?
a live band of Filipinos
with a lovely lady singer.
remember, you always walk up
to that singer with a slip of paper,
your neat handwriting,
for a song request.
there are always wolf whistles
because your skirt is so short,
and your legs so long.
we drink our brandy,
the band plays your songs,
at times we sing along.
sometimes we leave early
to catch the last bus home,
other nights we don't,
we walk under the stars,
the street lights glaring jealously,
the old rain trees sigh,
but now
after a lifetime,
i cannot remember that pub's name
but i remember yours clearly,
because
it is carved
in gilded letters
on a marble slab.



04/04/2025
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qingming






Fleetwood Mac - You Make Loving Fun





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Saturday, August 30, 2025

A portrait of Kaneko Misuzu

The early-bird prompt at napowrimo.net (for NaPoWriMo 2025) was to write a portrait poem. I wrote it on the first day of NaPoWriMo, but other urgent things took over and I have to post it on the 2nd on my second blog. Probably you guys have not read it there. :)


pencil sketch by dsnake1, enhanced with Snapseed



A portrait of Kaneko Misuzu


It must be those eyes,
like dark coals
staring into the echoes,
a certain fleeting sadness,
as if she can see
into the future
her later unfortunate life,
that draws me
to the portrait.

"We're all different, and that's just fine"



01/04/2025
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Kaneko Misuzu ( 金子 みすゞ), (1903 -1930), was a Japanese poet known for her poetry for children. She was celebrated during her lifetime, but her works fell into obscurity after her death. She was given a rather common given name Teru, but being well-read, she gave herself the pen name Misuzu, derived from the word 'misuzukari', which means 'the reaping of bamboo grasses'.

I may like to compare her life with that of Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), the inventor of the cinquain. Both were ardently pursuing their art during their brief lives, but their popularity waned after their deaths. Fortunately for us, their poetry were not lost.

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Big Catch
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At sunrise, glorious sunrise
it’s a big catch!
A big catch of sardines!
On the beach, it’s like a festival
but in the sea, they will hold funerals
for the ten thousands of dead.


-- Kaneko Misuzu




And for fun, an AI generated image of the above drawing in anime style from me at Fotor.






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Saturday, August 23, 2025

small miracles

From GloPoWriMo 2025. Yeah, yeah, no eyeballs.

Hope everyone is having a good day.



AI generated image by dsnake1 at Fotor



small miracles



Today I wish you small miracles
as you go about your waking day.

A blue sky, pure white clouds and green leaves sunlit.
A sparrow hopping in the shadow at the Buddha's feet.
The community cat meows back when you greet it.
The bus is not late, in the train someone offers you a seat.

Do not question if there are small miracles.
Expect them, waking up in the morning is one.



09/04/2025
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“The whole world is a series of miracles, but we're so used to them we call them ordinary things.”

― Hans Christian Andersen






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