Women Loss Poems

Fukuda Chiyo-ni Haiku

Fukuda Chiyo-ni (1703-1775) was a celebrated Japanese poet and painter of the Edo period, also known as Kaga no Chiyo.

CHIYO-NI POEMS ABOUT WOMEN...

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         A Fading Ember

In shadows cast by waning light,
A love once vivid, now takes flight.
Our candle that...

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l see you in a crowded train,
ln a lonely station l see you.
l see you in tomorrow's touch.
ln serene sunrise l see you.
l see you...

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It started with a blank canvas,
the world I should make but I am anxious.
Making fields of pretty flowers,
to the deep blue seas takes many hours.
Mountains...

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Unplanting a growing garden; uprooted what is normal in conformity
Destiny wove the cloth that led you down an unpaved path to me
In the realms of...

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Of all the women on earth there came you
I was the luckiest man on earth and didn't have a clue
I didn't know God sent you...

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When I became nominated for ’Fabulous Over 40’ for the National Breast Cancer Foundation campaign, I became passionate as I campaigned for votes and donations....

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I had a dream of a joyless man,
sitting in the ruins of paradise.
With flat voice and cold words
he told me his tale,
While the biting wind...

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It’s a fine summer’s evening
for your annual wine tasting shindig;
home-grown fruits in home-made fermentations.
We stay up half the night
washing down the terrible wine with weak...

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For two weeks, at all hours, I watched FIFA games
Familiarizing myself with all the players' names
But I won't be viewing the World Cup anymore
after the...

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YOUR FINAL STAND... GREEN SOLDIERS!
WARNING: ADULT SUBJECT, STRONG CONTENT


RIVERS of RED
   FACES of BLUE
      SKYS of GRAY
WHAT LESSONS...

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Next day new school day. 
Amadeus was the first to
Wake then he woke DJ and 
Damali And all three went for
The showers. Twenty minutes 
Later...

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The echoes have returned
And they bear some bad news
The spawns are buried deep
With no liberty to lose

Maybe, these are waters with algae,
They're rich if murky
Forestalling...

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Ahh, So True Life Is A Vicious Game

Where dawning meadows truly dance anew
A pretty princess once cried out my name
Twas a hot summer so bright...

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To Me
To me she is beautiful
A demonic angel in black and white
To me she is delusional
She sees a Zebra but on a moonless night
To me...

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