-haiku/tristich-

sage kentii's lover
frequently licking afternoon from
his his lips.

pale breezes stir
the darkened cloak of
my depression.

seeing you
through the spring rain
for the first time.

Rab Utana reads
scrolls old and dusty speckled with
ancient gods and light.

Sage Kentii moves toward
his lovers' smile...
the look of acacia leaves.

Rab Utana walking through
the ziggarats' garden
contemplation of beginnings.

the taste of things
that falter when you
step into my room.

-8 haiku-

(SenseiNeoPoetry)

pre-fall afternoon
young philosopher creeps
brings his heat in my veins.

young philospher
appealing to my nature...
my papyrus rises.

what he gave was
word-food to my mind-
release to my libido.

shogan neo kamikaze
the misconceptions, the worldview
all to really see...life.

blk samurai, my zen
warrior walking soft words that
hari kari bland notions.

nerd presented this
rise in me...him
cast against a stove.

all things masculine
like silent earth chants mingled
in my indian winds.

papyrus prince...study
in the beauty of maleness... ripe
scent of knowledge on your lips.


-tanka-

in his eyes antiquitous
sunsets and walks among
fragrant hyacinth; dust of
persia coats his feet; he's smiled
1000 pyramids; left himself in time.


-haiku-

papyrus prince
blowing your breath among
the reeds of mankind.

blk samurai...my bushido
carrier..walker of early morning mists
and chanter of zen awakenings.

laid in his arms
we against plaid sheets and
pulse-beating evenings.

wanted my noble shogun...
wanted my mouth on his blade
feeling his temple rites.

staring at him staring
at me eastern seduction wrapping
silent tendrils around me.

in him the echo of
seasons dancing across
waxed floors of time.

almond eyes holding
dark waters prisoner and still
i'm poised to swim.

hmm blk samurai i
hold images of you in bondage
later food for my releases.

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