I see your struggle
The price you have to pay.
You have to juggle
Every single day.
Balance opposing forces
You can’t help. They’re just there
And the hidden source
Of internal pain is so unfair.
We spoke about netsuke
At least a year ago
And today you told me
You remember; that you know
I love netsuke. That comment
I made stayed with you.
I thought about what it meant.
It seems to me to prove
That you always listen to me
And remember the things I say
Do you know how rare that can be?
I love netsuke and hope that it’s okay,
If I believe that you -
You are my netsuke.
Cherry Tree
I woke up too early , it’s five in the morning
I look out of my window at a cherry tree
Luminous blossoms glow in the new day’s dawning
Against a pale blue sky, and I see
Branches sway in the wind, dancing
Like a ballerina in a lacy tutu
Everything fluttering and shaking
Frothy pink feminine frou-frou.
Leaning out of my window
I breathe in the chill air.
Gazing at cherry blossoms, I grow
Quiet and peaceful as a prayer.
Validated
No. No. No.
I reject your rejection
Do you really not know
I can see through your projection?
Every word I say
Every sentence I have written
Has been another way
To court your derision.
But other people enjoy
Even flock to my fire
They don’t feel annoyed
Don’t even require
Some fantastic standard
Unobtainable result
But justifiably angered
I find that I exult
In a validation you don’t share
But of course, you don’t care.
It doesn’t matter my dear
My way now is clear.
Focus on the positive.
Ditch the negative.
The future is bright.
