The moon
broken again and again on the sea
so easily mends
– Choshu
A firefly flitted by:
“Look”! I almost said
but I was alone
– Taigi
An Ocean away-
tried to draw her closer
with pencil and paper.
Summer night:
in my eyes starlight
hundreds of years old
– George Swede
This huge ocean-
I could stand here forever
it would still come to me..
– Proxade Davis
Today it struck me-
the thought of red suns setting
after I’m gone.
– Gunther Klinge
The bracelet you left behind
so easily removed
handcuff of my desire.
If the striker thinks he scores
Or the keeper cries in shame
They understand not the crowd’s applause
I make, and hear and earn again
For I am the crowd and I am the ball
I am the triumph and the blame
I am the turf, the pies, the All
Always and ever, I am the Game.
It matters not who won or lost
Nothing is the score you made
Fame is a petal that curls in the frost
But I will remember how you played.
–Terry Pratchett (Unseen Academicals)