The fire faded, and fading. No wood to bestow any strength.
I will tolerate the cold for a night.
Summer twilight across the forest.
No need to risk seeing the night parade.
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Been playing Nioh 2 and been in the yokai spirit. Header image from “Hyakki Yagyō” by Kawanabe Kyōsai from the wikipedia article on the Hyakki Yagyō “Night Parade of One Hundred Demons”.
Layers upon layers of maple leaves
Fallen upon the vermillion bridge.
Set of footprints cannot linger
Another layer tumbling down.
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More maple leaves.
A wandering monk. I retire to seek offerings.
Before I can offer alms
His robes have blended in
With the tumbling waves of autumn.
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More maple leaves and autumn.
Absent minded moth
One eye on the candle, no heed to the ink well
That is enough writing for the day
Abandon myself in the moon lit maple leaves
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A moth landed in my cup of tea a few days ago, inspiring this. Poor moth, never had a chance.
Sudden wind sneaks up on the only tree in the yard.
Waves upon waves of blazing red
Tumble and tumbling.
Lost in crimson, I forget where I placed the rake.
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I like maple leaves.
Freedom is life's great lie 