山田維史の青空日記・遊卵画廊

    My life    on the Beastmen's Earth    The moon is clear    I was born this world    I'm dumfounded at confusion of people's mind    Today the first fees of Kannon    When my soul is separated    the dream will only freeze    White beard    leave lousy    Cold rain    Slightly I heard    "Being Scolded" a song    in the rain    Coronavirus influenced    A postcard I've received    A rain of cold    A snowy heron    sees in shallow water    fishing in winter    It's been merely name "Daikan"    But passed the day    It's light snow today 　　    First snow    but it's near February    Hands inside my kimono    Take an umbrella,    Reach out wondering if    it's sleet or snow    First snow ...

      The dawning crows that can       be counted with the small holes of       the fallen persimmons 　　　      The fallen persimmons      After the birds have been biting them       It's the turn of ants      In the wild grass mowed          But a lily that lumberjack left uncut        I conjecture he did might        Oh! the Gemini meteor shower        I became an old, and now      am laughing heartily human world      As if a rapid stream      Clouds going in year's drawing to a close      A winter crow too goes 　 I bundled dead branches and      put them by the gate of my life      of a small grass heritage 　 I bundled dead branches      to look back by my life's      not forked ...