Short Japan Poems
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Origami soul
Pressed in rice paper tightly
A tomb of beauty
Memory of Geisha's heart
Tsunami tears in albums...
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pretty geisha in early morning
needs motivation
to open her lovely eyes
and get on with her day
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
There once was a woman from Japan
She went by the name of Faye-Lynn
A ninja with beauty
To kill was her duty
Her weapon was seduction of man
Shogi
me?
I can barely play Go Fish
Old Maid is well over my head
Shogi?
I think not
Shogi: Japanese chess
where you get to use your
opponent’s captured army
Pagodas are not conceived in a day
Seraphim have never slept in the hay
No connections up there
With what unicorns wear
Herald angels will not play ‘til they pray
Limerick: Once a back-pain Man from Japan
Once a back-pain Man from Japan
Who couldn’t even lift a can
Went to Geisha Palace
For much-needed solace:
Since then does Can-Can with Mama-San!
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Mountains, clouds caping
In land of water falling
Tall, straight pines climbing
Many shades of green
Still paddy water serene
Steep hills between
Spring swallows welcome
Good fortune in ev'ry home
Happy we have come
In the place of the rising sun
Where fasts break on sushi
And the sumo's size a delight
The earth wriggles – wets our kimonos
Took stuffs up to origami
And dampens muses for haiku
As the sunrise
We are in Nippon
Together!
Diminutive,
held in outward sighs,
control, curtsy, chivalry
with oceanic eyes;
Deep dreamer,
forward thinker,
silencer, sprouting poise,
kindnesses core respect;
of place, art and age;
current behavior
from bygone days
Japan stays.
There was a frail man from Japan,
Who tripped and fell whene'er he ran, He walked with a chop stick, As his bones would squeak,
And used his fingers to eat his flan.
Shiden-Kai
After the battle
Fishing the plane
From the water
No fighter pilot
Where is he?
Gone far away
Where warriors go
Shiden-Kai pilot
One of six
Lost that day
B-Sans or Hellcats
All the same
Way back '45
Old fading times
Not even memories
Don't forget them
Of all sides
Silence ...
averted eyes
delicate beauty of eve
serving warm tea
humble geisha
amid flowering almonds
kimono silent
honored lady
gracing my dream state and hopes
sharing herself
focused on me
the best listener ever
thoroughly trained
i fall in love
with the Japanese culture
seen in her brown eyes
The overcast sky wept quietly.
It’s tears joining with the Earth’s breathe.
Mountain peaks and ridges covered with evergreens
pierced the roiling, gray firmament.
Parasoled people paraded past shops,
selling candied ginger and quince.
Road weary tourists bathed their frozen feet
in street side hot springs
And, so, the day commenced.
As the waves are crashing
The earth is thrashing
Violent winds and shakes
People searching for shelter
The earth is thrashing
While the ground around begins to crumble
People searching for shelter
As radiation fills the sky
While the ground around crumbles
Violent winds and shakes
As radiation fills the sky
While the waves are crashing
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*Image of Japanese Elm Tree by CBC.
Japan Surrenders
Japan's crimson sun disrobes a dawning night rise sky,
An elm tree parasol's her coral samurais while they lie.
2022 February 22
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND SHORTIE
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 February 23
*2nd Place*
Bite Size Poem No.37
~~Line Gauthier: Judged 2022 March 01
I see the pain in their eyes
the sorrow for lives lost
watching a country reconstruct from devastation
while still searching for life
not from the ruins, but from within
picking up the pieces
day after day
in unison
working bodies
thinking how to grow again
while keeping those lost and behind death's door in spirit
tribute to Japan contest
karen croft
You will rise up yet again
from the rubble the earth has smite you down with
this I am reminded of
as I perchance to glance at the branches
heavily laden with cherry blossom
you too shall bloom
and Japan's children will once again grow strong
and wise
after surviving the unimaginable
once more
your voices will ring in harmony
and your land will be renewed
The island of the rising sun
The land were work is fun
With tireless proletarians
And boundless trailblazers
Land where days and hours clock first
Where it is already tomorrow when our sun sets
At the edge of the world
With a new age for the world
They break paths for us to maintain
The earth cracks but they build again
Lights never dim in Nihon
Nihon always lives on
A Visitor from Japan
By Elton Camp
According to what the experts now say
Japan’s radiation has reached the USA
Up our backs should there run any chills
So we start gulping down the iodine pills?
No, it’s best for us to remain self-controlled
There’s not any danger as we’ve been told
To wild and scary rumors we turn a deaf ear
And don’t let fanatics induce panic or fear
Japan and the Earthquake
Japan in mourning
Japan in crisis
Wanting to be safe and protected
Wanting to live purer and happier lives
Toxic air, water, crops and energy kill many
Will this devastating milestone bloom into it’s original beauty?
Let us pray
Let us hope and love
Japan will heal
By: Ramon Rivero
Tuesday April 5th, 2011
3:57 PM
Winter Comes to Japan (Kyoka)
Aki’s “Koharu
Biyori” is overwhelmed
by Fuyu Shogun’s
mofubuki, but Japan
enjoys the hatsuyuki.
***
Yuki: Winter
Aki: Autumn
Koharu Biyori: Little Spring Weather (Indian Summer)
Fuyu Shogun: Winter General
Mofubuki: fierce snowstorm
Hatsuyuki: first snow of the season
Snail travels to Japan in the fanciest way
We see him traveling, he’s cutesy today
He is wearing a camera around his neck.
He stops to give the emperor a genuflect.
His hat is from Australia, his eyeglasses from the wild.
He scoots around old men, he picks up a lady bug child.
We flowers surround him, admiring his ensemble of beauty.
It is our Japanese privilege, not our tradition or duty.
Light a candle
Each flickering flame representing a face
A time for togetherness for this race
The world cries
Time for giving and wearing their hearts
Opening their homes to families lost
Landscape crying
Beauty still shines through the pain
A community will rebuild again
United in hurt
Holding each other to stand tall together
They remember their angels forever and ever
For contest "Tribute To Japan"
Drop to your knees and clasp your hands in prayer
Dig down deep (but not your pockets) to show you care
The power of pure suggestion and thought is all they need
Not actual help, housing, medication, and money to feed
Because, after all, God has spoken and smote the land
Surely this disaster for Japan is what the Almighty had planned
If, dear wandering reader, this far you have read
Unclasp your hands, dig deep into those pockets and donate instead
dead-diddly-ed
you can't live in a state
of vigilance like that
waiting
for it to pop up
you'd die of stress
one of them was just strutting through
the living room
like it owned the place
i'm now sitting upstairs
i yelped and dived out the way
the insects round here have been
losing
their damn minds lately
skittering around
but i found the body of the gejigeji
this morning
it looks like i'll have to burn the house down now