Night Vision
Filed under Poetry, Senryu | Comment (0)blanketing blackness –
hiding night dwellers watching
me peeing outside
Ruling Classes
Ah it’s Percy’s yeoman of the guard.
First we’ll sit, take wine and cake
then lets hear his latest jape.
Now, speak up man what’s amiss?
Well my Lord, the prince is very troubled
He went to town and found it far from pleasant.
The people have not what they need
serving only three courses and cold mead.
so grim in fact, that he says they are revolting.
Foolish Fish
I’m not a
foolish fish.
I see your
hook
with its fat
deadly temping
morsel.