#fuji
you are the Ambrosia of my mind
the apple of my eye
crisp and Red delicious
a Macintosh in waiting
Granny Smith is exuberant
over our Gala to toast the Empire
I see a Pink Lady in Fuji
Honeycrisp in every way
you are the Envy of Pazzaz
playing Jazz in Cameo at the Braeburn
in front of Lady Alice in Holstein
like a Hidden Rose
though Janagold is **** mixed with sweetness
your Liberty embraces Gravenstein
akin to a Pacific Rose like an Opal
enjoying Winesap instead of Mutsu
Andreas Simic©
Apr 18, 2022
Apr 18, 2022 at 7:05 AM UTC
Above Mount Fuji
Sizzling, the noon sun suspend
frigid smoke erupts
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
Inugami
gnash their teeth
at frigid air that leaks
from florid pores.
Bloodletting makes us weary
so we sleep and bleed
and dream
of Fuji's winds.
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
Taking pictures of the high mountain.
I see a spectacular site;
She's floating with the clouds,
Sunny, white, fleecy clouds.
Wearing a pink kimono with wings covered in Sakura flowers,
Doves flying around her head,
Snow capped mountain towering in the background
Peeking through Sakura trees.
Is she playing with me?
She's playing hide and seek in the mist.
When, I look at her playing,
She fills me with joy and makes me feel like a child,
She makes me smile.
Alas, she hides among the clouds once again.
I look and look but do not see. I am concerned.
I miss our hide and seek game.
Where did you go?
We haven't finished our game.
Suddenly! I feel safe and warm all over me, Like a warm blanket covering me on a cold day, A tickle on my cheek.
And
Then, hearing a calming voice whispering in my ear saying, “Love, take my hand come with me. Let's go dancing high amongst the clouds this day.”
“You will never be alone again...”
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:11 PM UTC
They think they see through the prison that they call home
I see them all around me
Their Eyes with tinted seals
A one way mirror.
Unescapable, improbable, impossible.
How they think they can live
In this cage
Nothing but an observer
Of a wild illusion
Life is what holds them
Rooted to a false reality.
But true freedom will never begin
Until someone sets them free.
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC