Let’s go to 5 Beat
Restaurant on 7th Street
After 5 we’ll meet

Blue and white bird you cannot fly
Unlike the birds up in the sky
Half your life is in salted sea
And half your life on land so free
Fearless you are being so small
For you stand only one foot tall

It is really strong
Everything is blown away
I’m chasing my hat

I woke up in the middle of the night,  
Lay motionless and wondered was I right,  
That my name I had heard you faintly call,
But all I heard was the ticking on the wall.  
Alas, it was maybe a dream I had,  
And I was happy and then I was sad,
But your voice so loving for me to keep,  
Lingered in my mind as I drifted back to sleep.

Out from the trees he came in sight,
Weaving lightly and blinking bright,
I watched it drawing ever near,
A tiny phantom of the night,
And the thought wandered in my mind,
With its tiny lantern did it find,
Whatever it was searching for,
Before it joined its ghostly kind?

I am like a chameleon,
I can change from form to form,
Sometimes I am a haiku,
Or maybe a senryu,
At times a classic sonnet,
Or a funny limerick,
And then I’m a lengthy ode,
(Your patience I won’t erode),
But whatever form I be,
You can always share with me.

With the help of a friendly breeze,
I can easily soar up fast and high,
and fly around with abandon ease,
all over a windy sunny sky.

If I were reeled out a longer string,
And the line was really long enough,
I will fly into the clouds, and then -
you will see me really do my stuff.