Haiku #646

646.

You are beautiful;
All the men, they tell you so.
But master, I’m yours.

Soul Mechanics

A samurai trod a path he’d chosen
To keep the peace from danger,
While love he left in dreams of a shogun
Broke his heart for a stranger.

He walked with his staff for a year and a half,
Seeking soul mechanics,
Though all he found was a constant sound
From the ancient waves’ rheumatics.

There was no art to his mission,
No destination, no learning;
Only forgoing her name’s definition
Might extinguish the flames of his yearning.

Love held his armour in place,
Sad truth when rusted by dearth;
He settled his debt with the great daimyo’s grace,
Though the parts still fell to the earth.

Along a coastal road, resigned,
I thought I saw him, ghosts apart;
Erroneous nomad, the way was designed
By those who would pierce your heart.

Haiku #619 – #620

619.

Samurai, she said,
You could be life’s gondolier,
But it’s too hands on.

620.

I dreamt of you twice;
We paddled through green canals.
Seaweed draped hotels.

Haiku #617 – #618

617.

I said, dear master,
Should I be a beard barber,
A growth industry.

618.

She rolled hazel eyes
From her enlightenment’s height,
And took my new pipe.

Haiku #611 – #613

611.

I want for nothing
But you, and yet in the wanting
A cave fell through.

612.

Samurai’s master
Said: ‘when writing, avoid I‘.
In love, in war, too.

613.

My higher cloud self
Encouraged me in this way,
But I failed them both.

Haiku #603

603.

How can I not help
Ache for you, to the extent
I gave up my sword.

Haiku #580

580.

Humid night, no sheets,
Samurai without armour
Wants just one cover.

Haiku #575

575.

A concerned monk told
Samurai, too serious
A man is no joke.

Haiku #564

564.

Samurai alone,
Cannot see you, or then touch,
And yet devoted.

Haiku #559

559.

I love it when you
Like what I do, just as this
Samurai loves you.