Kyoto Poems - Poems about Kyoto

pretty geisha in early morning needs motivation to open her lovely eyes and get on with her day AP: Honorable Mention 2025 ...

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Performances won the early acclaim, Unleashed his metaphoric rise to fame, Now poetry would never be the same, Kersal to Kyoto, shouted his name, Polemic eighties, verses sounding stark, Opiod evenings, a voice from the dark, Everybody said, “Those words are Maker’s Mark, There goes that world famous, John Cooper-Clarke”. ...

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Morning, 8 AM. Kyoto Subway Station. A single gaijin, a foreigner surrounded yet standing out in the crowd. The train clips along, slows down, stops, starts up again repetitively. Whilst humanity surrounds, one can still feel so alone....

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On sun's golden edge where Upon a night of silver tinted winds Moon slips down on earth's slope And rugged boughs of a dry cherry tree Stretch out of an ancient village And grab moonlight's silky sleeves Before it is too late to dream And I hear the moon screaming like a cicada While frogs in an old shrine's pond Sing nonstop to a...

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(The Kyoto Protocol, an international treaty signed in December 1997, commits member states to reduce their carbon dioxide emissions. The United States is the only First World nation not to ratify the treaty.) Spend it, squander, swill down, swallow, waste it, wassail, welter, wallow. There's no "I" in America. (Well, maybe one.) Billow, burn up, bloat and burgeon, Don't...

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Decaying wooden temples, Frozen in place by garden paths That tie them to the earth, A virtual spider’s web from the air. Foliage jealous of the sun Reflecting back its colored hues Of sunrise and sunset, In a last blue holding of breath Anticipating end of life… As if its summer shades of cooler green Were not gift enough, And creation itself not God’s self-portrait. The seasonal...

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Limerick: Once a gorgeous Geisha in Kyoto Once a gorgeous Geisha in Kyoto Took (a) Cowboy to see crisp kimono Ai ! took time to unfold Lo ! Behold ! Body cold ! Pistol fired: one two finito ! © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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