Spring Sijo Poems

Hate is a feast for crows. Feast your eyes, instead, on love.
—by poet

Singsong of Spring

Caw of unseen crow and chorus
of potentially pretty wings.

Singsong may have...

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White blossoms nearly hidden 
          by the greenery of early spring
only hint at the bounty awaiting...

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When peach fields become lavender, birds sing love melodies
Last year's nests are made over, plowed fields are ready to plant
Will you think of me in...

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Lone key in between all of the keys hanging on a ring.
Lone dandelion wish standing before the pink tulips blooming.
Lonely me smoking in the sunset...

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Dandelions temporarily match leaves' yellow hues,
As spring meets autumn's remaining old transitional cues,
While the sun shines in a sky painted by many shades of true...

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In the heart of colorful autumn, skies were colored, too,
for flaming time was getting older, out in the hilly country.
Springtime's budding charm, lends a certain...

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over and over they tumble, colorful specters playing

the dying leaves of autumn have one last chase, before passing.

they will sleep in painted canvas ground, recycling...

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Sheep are shorn
not because it’s Spring wool has grown too long

Shivering as Winter’s blades dig in
furthering suff’ring’s wrong

The shepherd unsheathes his sword,
“vengeance is mine,” the...

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How I wish to live a life, like any child of naughty five
Cry and smile with an empty heart, and sleep at night without hurts
Ah!...

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Tulip heads mingle with paper whites, floral party escalates.

An Guests bunnies and squirrel’s join the celebration.

Beneath the dogwoods, dandelion heads awake.

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Yoshino cherry tree, blossoms glistening in the sun
Most vibrant display of white-pink blossoms, with faint almond fragrance
Delightful moment, overcome by a massive sneeze attack




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October 15,...

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Leaves dancing down the winter wind boulevard come to rest on white covers.

Time for a nap; a long rest for un-raked crisps; food for spring...

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Leaves of crispy gold; leaves of earthen red; a rainbow blanket.

Each tree’s offspring, paints a corner; Gaia’s nursery; abstract joy.

A palette for young finger painters;...

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Trees shed their leaves in the fall, like old skin.

All living things must shed and renew; leaves, fur, skin; nothing lasts forever.

In Spring, they’ll birth...

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Clashing, flashing arrows; Bolts pierce the cotton ball clouds; thunder booms.

Another rainstorm visits and all lives, run for cover; in fear.

Old man, cloudburst, has a...

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