Let the earth blaze and give heaven all the praise
I saw him from afar as he swung in front of the bar
He looks strong and mean, as he fought with strength
And vigor to hold on to his dreams
As he stepped out on center stage the crowd starts to blaze
The samurai spirit moves up and down the field
With vigor and might embracing the young’s man’s zeal
It absorb ever single hour and fill the young man with power
Even the wind was still when the samurai spirit walks in
It took control of the field and one by one the truth was revealed
The samurai spirit is in town and it sweeps everything off the ground.
You cherish so much!
You need to have your head
Removed!
(11/23/24)
Sweet at first glance
Look, she's fourth Dan
In warrior clan.
Sword of the valiant
A promise of decency and honor
Man of justice and morality
Upright in decision-making
Remembrance of heroism
Aged for equality and pride
Investment of life and dignity
47 Samurai
classical tale
ronen
The big swordsman sings
Cling!
The shy samurai
Used clanging on a mortal stones and metal bowls
Cling!
Are you upset by how large it is
Operatic kitchen
Clang!
It doesn't tear you apart to see this swordsman so mountainous
The voices tralala wireless is large hands he swing
He whose such a songster, martial artist chef and cook
He is a singing samurai
Cling
5/30/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
[Paraphrase-translation of the song from Lady Snowblood.]
Bright dusk buried in snow
Only the sound of a baying hound
And my wooden geta break the silence
I stride with the weight of Heaven on my mind
I embrace these nights
My paper umbrella is more than it seems
I have walked this path of a woman's life
But my tears will not again
Damp the ground where I must go.
Ah, the winding river path
A path under lamplights
Cranes stand frozen in the weeping rain
Unable to move
My silhouette upon the ice of a frozen pond.
I show no emotion
There will be no more tears
The paper umbrella falls from the blade
I stride the bitter path of a woman
Dragging my heart upon this journey.
“A Samurai sandwich please.”
The waitress looked perplexed but took the order anyway
because she did not want to ask.
“Perfect!” the customer said.
Three more times that month he came in for a
sandpiper sandwich, a taffeta sandwich, and a typhoon sandwich.
The waitress brought him the sandwich of the day all three times.
“Exactly what I wanted!” he said.
They began dating the next month, and swiftly fell in love.
“I knew I’d never find another man this easy to please,” she told her
bridesmaids. “So I decided to marry him.”
“I didn’t care what she brought me,” he told his groomsmen. “As long
as it was her that brought it.”
Brave Samurai Knight
your Warlord, Itso, waits you.
Your ancestors cry
out for revenge against Mau.
Defend your family's
honor for all weep at what
Mau has done to our
land making us his servants.
Take your sword now knight
and avenge your father' name.
Your grandfather waits
in his grave to see you fight
and restore his house
to its former place of pride.
Itso waits for you.
Knight, this thing you need to do!
Samurai
Sumo's sacred land,
Mighty men's glory or shame,
Ultimate struggle.
Sound of a sad flute creeps around the temple,
as the Katana sword slides away from its scabbard;
it is slid with so much care;
as though it is a five centuries-old Buddha’s
statue.
Its blade glitters in the ghostly Autumn full moon,
fooling anyone to believe it hasn't slit
any throat, belly, or chest.
The Katana and the Samurai warrior are One;
he has a calling to obey its whispers in his intuition,
to slit whoever it chooses….
Poetry Form: Free Verse
Date: 4/20/2016
you can be the sun or earth
you can be the dew on grass
you can see the way and worth
see any ant dig eat and pass
run in a big bay see her girth
far you go cut and surpass
if not sea go try the firth
all are not gem few are brass
god has put two box one empty
now its you who has one key
you can win but not for free
bit by bit and try by try
hit by hit now jet fly high
omg you won samurai
Entered Contest - THE FUNOM'S SONNET
Sponsored by: Funom Makamakm
Date:03/31/2016
His words like a sword
Slice with precision ear to the heart
Samurai warrior to wordsmith
I wrote this to an illustration I created of this character. Origami the Paper
Samurai, was intended to mimic 'Flat Stanley' and show solidarity among children
and parents against bullying.
I am everywhere you go
And there is one thing you should know
When you need me, I will be there
That's no lie
I'll fight for you and me
And all that we can be
I am more, than just a Paper Samurai
Origami, Origami
I am all for you and you are all my army
When trouble comes to us
And Bullies cause a fuss
They will see the Samurai within our eye
They may push us, they may shove us
But they will never rise above us
May the last words that they hear, is our "BONSAI"
When, we are doing good
Helping others, like we should
There's no reason in the world, we should cry
The paper we will fold, and the story, will be told
I'm Origami, Your Paper Samurai
Origami, Origami
I am all for you and you are all my army
by Jerry T Curtis
August 6, 2014
delicate blossom
rests in the still gnarled hand
bruised petals weep tears
weary eyes open
tiny cuts, the body bleeds
peace still years away
sun rise breaks the hill
heralds another battle
draw your sword and charge
Trisha Sugarek, 2011
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