December Senryū 2013

December Senryū  2013

there are no borders | for butterflies know freedom | ignore barriers

a better world | possible with faith and love | struggle for freedom

you who brought laughter | your leaving left tears | will always be remembered

creativity | bring beauty into the world | for the joy of all

a sense of purpose | caring for more than ourselves | for the greater good

support our own | vendors and businesses | cooperate to win

responsibility | for self and community | collective love

from the whispering basket | spirit-saints whispered | truths from the other side

listen to your heart | think with your own mind | for self-determination

in unity | we are stronger than enemies | we hold together

she believes in angels | that show themselves in many | forms of love

winter's day and sun | stands still waiting to reverse | in its celestial tracks

the place of lost voice | memories claw at her throat | tears form a knot there

ancient sea stars melt | into oceans on fire | we bury our heads

if we save the earth | we save ourselves and future | generations

I remember | my first love a smiling man | tender as a sapling

my love north wind | leans on me to show love | unruly and tussled

Butterfly Virgin | you patron saint of dreamers | who fly for freedom

US adores zombies | vampires their obsession too | those living dead

icy cold whispers | winter sweeps in through the house | on a sunny day

she dreams in all blues | frozen mid-sleep wishing | for early Spring

nights have grown endless | she only sleeps during days | napping at the edge

all mother's souls | melt into their children's  | growing into their own |
persons full and realized | pass love along in their blood

arctic cold fingers | grip the Bay in its grey fists | refuse to let go

a rock of a man | always loved more than hated | beacon for freedom

I give thanks for grief, which teaches me gratitude for life, and always for love...

the day born gray skies | sun elbowed its way out | smiling in triumph

grey fog stretches | arms around hills I live on | today sun sleeps in

petals fall to earth | they turn into fragrant clay | sweet-scented our cups

crows no longer caw | warnings about her at you | now that she's at peace

winter the inward | time of introspection | reflection on life’s pond

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