The Castle Tall
Sakura blossoms
drifting over open fields
beneath the high wall,
caught on a spring breeze that yields
to the castle tall —
The guardians kept their watch.
Once the moonlight watched,
shining brightly in the night
above the high wall
as they gathered by torchlight
In the castle tall
drinking sake unaware.
Cold the wind that blew,
broken-hearted winter wind
over the high wall —
wild geese crying of the end
to the castle tall,
death singing in full moon light.
Shadow did not hide
sword work flashing in moonlight
behind the high wall—
red blood flowing at midnight
in the castle tall,
guardians died unknowing.
Ruins reaching up
forgotten now is the place
where stood the high wall
long forgotten is the face
of the castle tall—
a lost heap of broken dreams.
No breath of grieving
is spoken by the pine trees
where stood the high wall,
curse binds human memories
of the castle tall —
curse echos through time to kill.
I like this one, very smooth, and brings the story to life
Time Alone
Time Alone
Foreheads together in a gentle touch
Her hand on his, his fingers holding tight
Shutting out the world that asks too much
For them to share a minute of their night.
He brings a single finger to her lip,
She tilts her head to look into his eyes
Gives a gentle kiss to fingertip,
Then happily she smiles at him and sighs.
Amber eyes and blue gaze lovingly
Curtained in locks of white and ebony.