Oriental Poems

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          I've known hern since
                 her simper 
                her bassinet
     

Oriental

Martial artist
Wields his sword
writes

Count Not the Number

Better than a thousand speeches
utterly devoid of sense
is a word of deepest meaning
that brings the hearer peace.

Better than in songs a hundred
empty words that break the air
is one word of deepest meaning 
that gives the hearer peace.

And though you slew ten thousand warriors
times a thousand, small the feat.
He that is his own self's master
is conqueror

Sunshine Superman and the Oriental Nightfish

“Sunshine Superman and the Oriental Nightfish” 

Mellow Yellow
cool for katz, 
is chillin’

with his dream,
Oriental Nightfish,
in her universe 

Wings, 
he thinks
will work, 

his way 
into 
my love, 

good  
for flirtatious 
vagabonds

there 
we have it,
his audacious gift, 

the mind

of a 
wondering
tom cat

that indolent 
purring 
kissing critique

the love cat
bats his lashes
gingerly 

tap dancing
roguishly again
across his keys

sensationally 
loud

Oriental Magpie Robin

Oh Robin! I wish I could tell how much I love thee
Small fluffy and beautiful, you bestow much joy to me
Mesmerized I listen your melodic music whole day
Wagging your tail angrily, you drive predators away
Your cosy home, a hole in the trunk of flame tree
Amid flower's, wearing orange skirt, you bring glee

04.06.2021

Note : Based on

Oriental Host

Waqar Zaka
What is your introduction?
Are you a snake in the eagle's shadow or a youthia?
Have you oppressed your rivals?
Have you invaded the circle?
You are an intercontinental guy
Your instincts made you grow
You have dared to talk and walk
Are you good enough to stalk?
Note.Every chief has a chieftain.
Q.Do you agree with me? 
2nd hand cheez k 2

Ancient Haiku

These are translations of some of the oldest Japanese waka, which evolved into tanka, renga and haiku. 

While you decline to cry,
high on the mountainside
a single stalk of plumegrass wilts.
—O no Yasumaro (circa 711), translation by Michael R. Burch

Hush, cawing crows; what rackets you make!
Heaven's indignant messengers,
you remind me of wordsmiths!
—O no Yasumaro, translation by

Outcome :: Oriental Octet

Nature only gives
never demands return from
its users; while no
animals destroy nature,
but human solely ruin
natural richness
for personal gain, outcome 
indicates climate change.
~X~X~X~

Zen Death Haiku

Zen Death Haiku

Brittle cicada shell,
little did I know
you were my life!
—Shuho, translation by Michael R. Burch

Returning
as it came,
this naked worm.
—Shidoken, translation by Michael R. Burch

As dew glistens
on a lotus leaf,
so too I soon must vanish.
—Shinsui, translation by Michael R. Burch

To prepare for my voyage beyond,
let me don
a gown of flowers.
—Setsudo, translation by Michael R. Burch

Having

Ono No Komachi Translations

As I slept in isolation
my desired beloved appeared to me; 
therefore, dreams have become my reality
and consolation. 
—Ono no Komachi, translation by Michael R. Burch

Submit to you—is that what you advise? 
The way the ripples do
whenever ill winds arise? 
—Ono no Komachi, translation by Michael R. Burch

Watching wan moonlight flooding tree limbs, 
my heart also

Haiku Translations of the Oriental Masters

Grasses wilt:
the braking locomotive
grinds to a halt
—Yamaguchi Seishi, translation by Michael R. Burch

Oh, fallen camellias,
if I were you,
I'd leap into the torrent!
—Takaha Shugyo, translation by Michael R. Burch

The first soft snow:
leaves of the awed jonquil
bow low
—Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch

Come, investigate loneliness!
a solitary leaf
clings to the Kiri tree
—Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R.

The Maiden Or An Oriental Poem

She would keep her tears in a crystal and silver perfumer, 
along with jasmin and rose water.

Whenever she assisted weddings,
she was perfumed with a few drops.

Drops of grief disguised as joy.
Drops of virginal scent perfume; 
but in fact, tears spilled.

By the luck of the bride
by her own luck.

Oriental Wind Chimes

Laying here in the cut with eyes closed,
listening to the soft, tinkling sound
of the Oriental wind chimes
My mind is calmed by peaceful meditations
In my heart, I feel universal love ...
rhythmic beat of African drums
Dark continent chants,
majestic silence of Mt. Kilimanjaro
heard off in the distance
And in my soul, I feel a new song being composed
It's for

Bonsai: the Greening Oriental Art

You Texas Cuspidata!
Not you, and not a curse:
Taxus cuspidata, for Japanese Yew!

So, don’t confuse a plant with the Ibex
Ilex serrata – that’s Christmas Holly
Or Japanese Winterberry

Butterflies, butternuts, a Buttinsky?
Shut your eyes, it’s Conocarpus erectus
(Pastor here is only saying "Buttonwood" in Latin)

Meanwhile in nature, the pines of Japan
Are dwarfed like bottled thunder:
Pinus thunbergiana

The Christmas Spirit is

Oriental Splendor

dancing shadows
river’s skin is disturbed
from beneath
bamboo trees bow
as they fiddle 


Date: 5/25/2016

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