the morning shadow
hidden a minstrel sings
a song for his love
echoes upon the water
brings no answer hither
where is his lady
flown off to meet another
his song echoes still
along the walkways others
walk past without hearing him
the wind changes
cold upon the land – whispers
spring hides away
now the willow’s tresses fly
as the cold winds blow from sea
in the coming storm
a blackbird sings of love
hidden in shadows
© G.s.k. ‘16
Well … I just discovered that I misread the consignment so I for Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #78 Soliloquy no Renga “autumn night” by Santoka Taneda I will attempt to write a proper “Soliloquy No Renga” perhaps later today if I have time … I won’t be posting for the next 4 days as the Historical Reenactment season is again upon us and I’ll be off to 1430 Italy … ciao, Bastet
❤
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A beauty Georgia.
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🙂 thank you.
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