phantastery

April is the national poetry writing month and the goal is to write a poem every day of that month.


wave patterns on the lake
like fingertip ridges
I remember her hands
as they dragged me ashore
in chilly autumn rain


a thousand weird suns
glisten far above Tokyo
cherry blossom storms
envelop their coronas
in nubivagant kanji


crowned by a halo
I gaze at her pallid face
solar florescence


tomorrow morning’s portent
hides beneath her tongue
a sip from the waterfall
pushes it deeper inside
her palpitating heart
finally fractures
and her words
precipitate
at night
like
dew


glagolitic light
punctures the clouds
morning rain
dissipates quietly
while I sit in my suit
and wait for a glimpse
of the far side
of the vernal half moon


a koi gulps air
pulling a piece of crystal sky
back into the deep


beneath the winds of Europa
her photino smile
fragments the stars
twice-broken ice
quivers and murmurs
until the ocean in her body
synchronizes its tides
with the oceans beyond


eroded time
sand dunes beneath rubiginous stars
engulf the pyramids


the gleaming dawn star
nestles against her pale neck
mingles with her pulse
sleep hides beneath the bed sheets
unmoved by the stellar storms


Rhyacian shadows
germinate in lava streams
piceous echoes


hylomorphic shade
underneath a cherry tree
photonic blossoms


glistening butterfly wings
unfold in a Chinese mountain forest
the thunderstorm has passed
yet as the butterfly flutters
and soars into the sky
a reflection becomes visible
in one of the scales
the image of a distant tempest
is mirrored and mirrored again
by the myriad of scales
that reflect each other
until the imago lands again
and shakes the storm off its wings


the crane’s cry
a pale sound at dusk
the ink brush


Tokyo Bay, tonight
the water weighs heavily
on the sea floor

once in a while
a wave divulges a sigh
from the bathypelagic

on the beach
I retrace my footsteps
meandering

the wave rejoins
its myriad siblings
in the deep

what remains
is only the moon glint
on wet sand


mycelial sunbeams
permeate the floccose clouds
cretaceous morning


her kiss sublimates
in a summery thundershower
the raindrops’ patter
on the pavilion’s glass roof
and the surrounding shrubs
rises with the humidity
that glistens on tanned skin
and becomes our heartbeat
but a hollow thunderclap
sparks a chilly draft
that fills the pavilion
with emptiness and whispers
of fireside embraces
and we part silently
yet our heartbeats
remain interchanged
while the petrichor rain
drenches this city
in crystalline light


the full moon has risen
above the gemstone faceted city
untinted by neon gloss


marble-fringed sky
on Jovian shores we dream
of fallen eons


the lightness of snow
uncovers her tenderness
ironclad city


twelve hours apart
I lie awake in bed
while she eats lunch
and my insomnia
turns into hunger

the ocean grows deeper
every day we’re apart
its ink-black depths
stain the cirrocumuli
overhead at high noon

when I eat dinner
she remains asleep
for another moment
her tender smile
bedded on cushions

the faint fissures
in our skin deepen
while the tides
imperceptibly erode
our restlessness


tiny rivulets
form on a lush moss cushion
beetles hurry home


polar light
combs her hair
glacial teeth
bite into stellar remnants
winter has come
and gloved her fingers
the glint of ice
crystallizes in her irises
boreal winds
are awakened underneath
her cherry breath


syncretic sunlight
cascades through stained glass windows
over his bowed head


crows at high noon
their unhurried wing beats
shade my daydreams


thalassic echoes
washed ashore in wafts of mist
wet amid seaweed
I pick a shell from the sand
and listen to the deep sea


blossoms in the sky
above this glassy darkness
stellar winds unfurl


charcoal
dipped into liquid light
thunderhead


east of the oak tree
a field of tulips
stretches into the distance
sweet morning dew
glistens on pastel petals
shreds of mist
hang above crisp leaves
tinged by the night
that lingers


the bloom of her kiss
reddens a midwinter cheek
snowflake-shrouded dusk


Saturnine morning
the fragmented icy sky
illumes my bedroom