Morning brought no change;
with burning scents on the wind
routine drives forward
The haunting persists:
I carry on ignoring
its calls for reset
(Follow up to Senryū 2025.03.27)
Another sleep comes soon
hoping morning brings waking
changed or not at all
(Followed by Senryū 2025.03.28 #1, #2)
Friend departs again
Happily, I see more joy
In second crossing
Chasing hopeful light
Persevering night and day
I am still running
(Written on reflection of Wanting to be Wrong from last November.)
…
I find myself calmed
Somehow in this acceptance
…
Hidden in our thoughts
So much love must remain
Unseen and unheard
Silent confessions
These, too, fated to be lost
Alone in the dark
I curl myself tight
In my recovery bed
Finding comfort here
This tiny, soft space
Like a child’s old blanket
Where I seek healing
Voice can’t be found as
Imaginary eyes see
All my unknown faults
(Anxiety is omniscient.)
I live on, needed,
this unshakable feeling
…
3 a.m. I wake
Remembering everyone
…
Waking in the night
This world under sea of stars
…
With apprehension unknown…