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AnnaMarie Jenema Oct 2016
Weeaboo.
Owning this geeky word was not something I immediately understood.
Coming from a school where geeks were castaways,
with Otaku and weeb being even worse terms than that.
But now she, who loves video games, and cartoons
- a geek herself, dare I say, -
calls me a not only a weeaboo,
a term revered here,
but a failed one.
Many references I lack to see,
My circle of watched media is constrained,
me being the picky geek that I may be.
The simple act of putting on fluffy ears that I deem kawaii,
She takes as the action of a 'furry'.
I rarely see memes, something that not only geeks look at,
but social media as well,
yet she acts as though it lies within the domain of otakus.
Saying ohauyo, tadima, or even simply arigato,
gives me a snide reply of, "freaking weeb"
Making pebbles into boulders is her specialty.
Fidel Nov 2018
The world is so small babe,
I’m running through my life
All this cardio killing my vibe
I was high but now I’m low,
You’ve gone too far away from me,
All this distance, these miles I can’t take it no more,
Let’s go on a trip, I’ll buy you a flight to Tokyo, we’ll hit the dojo, I’ll show you my mojo,
We’ll walk around Yoyogi, I’ll show you all the arigato I learned just to impress you fondly,
I’ll rent the most expensive hotel room to make some love,
We’ll use it,
Trash
And break it,
I don’t care about money, besides, having you is priceless.
I’ll love you to Mars and Jupiter,
I’ll name some planets maybe make some up to pretend I’m a genius,
I’m definitely not the greatest,
But fake it til you make it, apply that to us, pretend you love me and I’ll kiss you softly.
My life has been broken, ripped and thrown, away in the trash but you pieced it with some voodoo,
Now let me pay back the favor back and say I love you,
Forever and ever I’ll text you at night,
I might miss a day but maybe I’m lost within my words all because you left me speechless,
Your body sculpted by Michelangelo,
Your smile painted by Picasso,
But don’t be mistaken you can do much better I’m just fighting to convince you I’m the one.
But even after all this time,
I regret not holding you, not kissing you not loving you,
I had you within my reach
Now I’m left apart from love and hope
But every text is like a take back, I scroll through our pictures and wonder, why we didn’t take more,
Maybe skinny dipping or giggling,
Don’t care never did, just need you back,
I’ll fly you back to, where paradise is set,
We’ll stop by LA, I’ll meet your friends I’ll buy some clothes to reach your level, maybe will even break a sweat ‘cause after all you are my: deepest love my queen so beautiful.
I’ll fly you to Texas, I’ll meet your family, introduce me as the super tall, ******, don’t care what you say ‘cause just driving you around is my pleasure and dreams I had of.
Don’t be mistaken, I loved swimming, within our convos, but maybe now we can settle down and agree that down down very deep down, I love you and maybe you love me,
Or maybe not I’m prolly just tripping, not in space but within your beauty, I want you, be mine,
Forever high,
On the clouds I’ll lie, I’ll lie lie lie, and I’ll say whatever childish line, comes out of my mouth, don’t be surprised if, I just freeze and stare, because every glance you ever gave, just now assure me you could be mine, but baby I’m sorry poor choice on my part,
Just let me make it up to you, I’ll take you to Lake Whitney, we’ll chill and read,
“I got this poetry book here,”
And I’ll pretend to know every line,
Understand every word,
Whatever it takes for you to be mine.
lita Jul 2011
the night
the sea
the shells
the waves
the stars

it was all

too happy to be true

good night=)
Qualyxian Quest May 2021
Nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
Nothin' to do
I lie in bed inside
Once I walked in Stockholm
In Tokyo I did ride
Bullet train into the night
Rieko was the bride

            Arigato.
Mark Toney Oct 2019
kind poetry friend
your gracious uplifting words-
never a bother
7/5/2018 - Poetry form: Senryu - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2018
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2022
Poetry, it had to be
Life is pain on blue
When I disappear
I'll reappear in you

In Japan
I was a samurai
Arigato
Mu

San Francisco
Reno snow
La Florida
Y tu

Seattle U.
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2021
Will it ever happen?
If it does, I'll never know.

Dublin, Seattle, Charlotte
Softfall cedar snow

Shunyata, Emptiness
Train from Tokyo

Desafortunadamente
      Pero arigato.
Mark Toney Oct 2019
as Spring renews life
your kind words written to me-
my joy is renewed
4/26/2018 - Poetry form: Haiku - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2018
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2019
Reiko in Staunton
     us in Nara

Deer park dear
     sayonara

cherry blossom beauty
      lovely Lara

snow falling on cedars
  dispelling Mara
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2023
Leonard Cohen saw the Future
Maybe I did too
Little prayer for Taipei
Carolina blue

Vegetarian tacos tonight
Edamame for my son
Rieko held him newborn
At Taipei 101

Sometimes profane the sacred
Sometimes revere and cherish
I do pray to the statues
But do not attend the parish

My ordinary life
Boring, but gratitude
My joy in my three sons
In my solitude

                     3!
Aditya Roy Aug 2019
Sitting on the bench, hontoni arigato and hakagawa bows
Brushing my hair, thankful for a different language
Touching my knees, thank you errantly erroneously
Sit and gardens stare
Wildflowers in two words
Twos often wonder what was the word
Parallelogram vans wish they could be sentences
Pass me with the deans
Two summers bravery Illmatic plays
Slavery washed on me and flowed words with wabi-sabi
Ignorantly searching for simplicity, and intercepting
Lugging learned that he was sober and insightful
Things change inciting when he says I love you, but, I lost Arizona, leaving with LA pallbearers speaking in hymns for the lost weekend
When the two words, change to three words
And the different hangovers for different times
For the lively souls, rap still pays a visit to the nation that held millions, front and back
There lies a line of shining boundaries on the war that fire
Moving like a lava lamp
Back again, frontal lobe pulsates those ups and downs
Delightful lively and where did I lose my shine, and the fire of eyes flickers with the midnight spoon of flickering night streets
Uh soon, **** is a disease masking the ability to change
Politics is where greed wears the mask of morality
But, **** man the less I know them better, right
in the circus of an ersatz clown, as the frugal fire of the murders of the shining and the power of music, burning your conviction in my heart
Dying with the fires of hell, anecdotes of simple fools who can understand simple things
Fools are the wise men when they learn to sharpen their knives
Leave themselves in the sharp mouth of gorillas in the lava iridescent friends, grins writing your heart, your light, your life like a monolith
I miss your thoughts and knowing, and adding what's my own
What can I add to New York state of Mind, does the midnight strike the good night, and ask it to be gentle
As morning cup of tea of burning brilliance of dull months of April under the arid love, that's a moral desert I cannot stop, I'm on the road of life, the battered suitcases catch the candor of deserted times under the train, had it told me you'd to leave the intrigue of the speakeasies, with your French look and glib iridescence of shyness, Canadian stealing cars under the mobsters that leap out
Falling in love and breaking bad would start chasing you
Understanding good and evil, I've been the prisoner of the holy child
Antediluvian time and all that crap, mice among men we crawl the streets in the friend that remembers on the outside
Familial uproar bringing up the baby under the ****** footprints, under drama and cine lights
Life needs a little soul, and a little love to grow imaginative
These years go by, and the pensive life doesn't find solace in good company on the streets belonging to the streetlights, and angry streets with desolate angels

Desolation angels looking for their place in the sun
Fortifying a lot of observation, and marching band with their meters
Challenging themselves, music and jazz, we talk about inconsistency of the eon
Poems, of thee Buddhahood looking for a friend, in the supernatural darkness
Sagacious beams from the life dedicated to accepting the life of cause and effect where I had only but silence
My faction of the Eastern Bloc, we are looking in all directions and running in de jure circles
Facts of scientific, joking in your book and hysterical and naked surly curs on the fruit covered by the dust, I need to embellish these claps
In the fire times, of the watered Cupid in the Venus allegorical girl
Beezlebub lost his mind paraphrasing in Hell, arrived in Lucifer on the cross steeple
In the land of milk and honey, in the passion of the church
I'm laughing at my typing, and the technology has changed and so have the women
I'm the living embodiment of a ceiling now, spinning like an embryo or test tube vestibule
How am I gonna survive on the ability to live like someone has committed suicide for me tonight as it grows hoarse
Stand the generous suicide, it was painless
You know o'er head her still face has madcap laughter at her soundful something, I don't know after I climb the ladder and yell this is the answering bell to doors of Heaven and Hell's doormat, I am a plenary one
Virile yelling on the catatonic piano, we are imagining peace and lost like a dreamer, just like the flower that grows like the uncle in Albert, we just lost our only photographer from the ashram
Lost weekend- May Pang
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2020
Words are lies
Goes the Japanese proverb

Hence
Silent meditation

I was there
For Rieko's wedding

Amazement!
Fascination.

Kamakura Buddha
In the open snow

Mr. Miyagi teaches
Daniel he does show

I miss you
Tonight Rieko

Arigato
Tokyo
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2023
Some compassion for myself
I do try my best
In me emptiness
Sleep. Ages roll.

Beauty blue the sky
Beauty blue her eyes
Exoplanet flies
I am a troubled soul

Gratitude for movies
Gratitude for 3
We cycled the Baltic Sea
No need to cajole

Some good thing for Scott
Some good thing when I'm not
Dancing at Angkor Wat
Kamakura stroll

             Arigato goal
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2023
The Republican Party circles the drain
Que selah. Selah.
Mr. Markson quite correct
Can't say he didn't warn ya

Rain all day today
Hath the rain a father?
Probably'll rain all night
3 prayers for 2 daughters

Bought a pachinko machine
Let the good times roll!
My childhood in Taiwan
Japan: good for the soul.

               Arigato!
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2020
Two weeks in Japan
Rieko's extreme generosity
Giving us enough money to travel
For the entire stay.

The silent speed of Shinkansen
Deer Park in Nara
Kyoto temples

Tokyo fish market
Tokyo jazz clubs
Tokyo umbrellas, trains, and rain

Jaw dropping amazement
Ah! I don't wanna home go

           Rieko and Takahiro
                      Arigato!
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2023
Scary dreams. Explosive.
Grateful to Awaken.
Beyond good and evil
Something done for love

Gratitude for Alex
Qualyxian the Quest
Gratitude for Ethan Hawke
And for Andy Dove

My father has been good to me
He sings the Gambler
I love Midnight Rambler
When push comes to shove

Tokyo to Kyoto
Arigato Mother Mary
Chicago's Harry Carey
Left hand baseball glove

          Brother Thomas of ...
Qualyxian Quest May 2019
my at times excessive momento mori
  so today we play, swimming story
     cucumber sushi, not yakitori...

                      arigato
Star BG Aug 2017
A simple word
a gesture with smile
opens ears and hearts
no matter where you roam.

Efharisto, Toh-dah, Mahalo, Takk, gamsahabnida
Spasiba,  Khop Khun Mak Kha ,Danke sehr
daw-dyeh, Arigato, Grazie, Merci Gracias
Thank you

A simple phase
a voice that echoes
Try one on for size.
One size fits all.



Greek– Hebrew– Hawaiian– Icelandic– Korean– Russian– Thai– 
German– Chinese– Japanese– Italian–French– Spanish– English–
Blessings all.  Thank you all for being here and for lighting up world with your work.
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2022
Leonard Cohen saw the Future
Maybe I did too
Little prayer for Taipei
Carolina blue

Vegetarian tacos tonight
Edamame for my son
Rieko held him newborn
At Taipei 101

Sometimes profane the sacred
Sometimes revere and cherish
I do pray to the statues
But do not attend the parish

My ordinary life
Boring, but gratitude
My joy in my three sons
In my solitude

                     3!
Qualyxian Quest Jul 2023
i was only in japan for 2 weeks so how much can i really know for example kyoto snow kamakura buddha sitting silently we really never glow rieko was quite kind to me rieko y takahiro i dressed up like a samurai on and on we go kyoto school buddhism i told him o yes i know seattle in the summer a raven told me so i too am lost in translation hidey hidey hidey ** miso soup edamame one man to overthrow one man to grow old lonely only lonely grow

                                     yoko yo yo
Suzanne S Nov 2017
The first words I learn in every language I know
Are ones of politesse
Danke-s, arigato-s, and go raibh maith agat-s dancing across my lips
“It is important” My teachers say
To be able to show gratitude for the helpful stranger that shows you the way to your room and opens
their culture to you
It is important to be able to say please,
Even if the rest of the sentence is broken beyond recognition
A por favor will set you up for some understanding beyond words,
It is important that you can say yes, a diminutive oui
so even if you have nothing else to say, they know the explained menu has gotten through somehow and da, you would like the pasta,
It is important
that you can say
no
Nein niet non nee níl nem nei não
Even if they don’t want to hear it,
No
Even if it could mean your life,
No
Is the only word that I never forget to pack in my suitcase.
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2023
Tokyo jazz club
         Rieko
            :)
Qualyxian Quest May 2021
Death will be release
This world of aching pain

True greatness in Ancient Greece
But I love Purple Rain

I know so little peace
I don't know Portland, Maine

But I do know Portland, Oregon
Japanese garden again

                   walking
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2019
In Kyoto, the Golden Temple
     she dresses as a princess, I a samurai
       train (not driving), and us arriving
                           at arigato.
Qualyxian Quest May 2023
Amazing Japan
         Rieko
            Yo
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2020
Little poems
Are like little people
They go easily overlooked

But they might just
Last a long, long time
Cucumber sushi too uncooked
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2020
Japanese garden trees
      Solo walking, gentle breeze
                   Her happy ...


                   memories
Qualyxian Quest Nov 2023
Snow Falling on Cedars
               Rieko
             Arigato
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2021
remembering Rieko
on Valentine's Day

Staunton to Baltimore
Tokyo to Taipei

you held our newborn son
we took Shinkansen all the way

all these decades later
arigato and xie xie!
Qualyxian Quest Oct 2022
72 microseasons
Nippon summer nights
Rieko y Takahiro
101 in lights

Kobayashi Issa
Born on June 15
Slowly, snail, slowly
Irish eyes are green

   Arigato, Susan Darlene...
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2023
Please keep me tethered to the ordinary
Arigato, Mother Mary
If it gets too scary
Less spiritual, more material

                La Isla Bonita

                        Amen

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