Words out there

a love letter

Mon, 31 Jan 2011 23:05:28 +0900

Dear madam;

Thank you very much for your letter.

That was really sweet and made me happy.

Say, do you know how much I really impressed by your charms, you have a lot of charms to see and that is always overcoming any words to express the art of beauty in you.

I always love you as much as I do to the poetries, as the attitude toward the poetries decide the manner of affection in creating the words to express the stars, a crescent moon and anything beyond our imaginative creature in mind, yes, I always love to talk the words related to the virtue in your decent movement, the infinite elegance and more than them.

Respect yours,

Keiko Blank

Do you love to romanticise yourself or what?

Sun, 30 Jan 2011 22:12:51 +0900

It was a perfect moment to see.

It was snowing around my town and every crag was covered by a white dress.

I do not like to romanticize myself or no, I can not romanticize myself.

Here is a story to tell.

This is about my mother.

She was still young as a mother for her daughter and she was some kind of old as to have a lover by her side. She was still 37years old when her husband had passed away.

Yesterday in one of my lessons, a student gave a question to me,

'Tell me how to attract the readers'

I felt I needed to have some time to think about a right answer for him and just said,

'Well, there are only two kindｓ of writings, one is just based on your personal experience and the other is just based on the reality. '

And I told my personal experience about my dad's death.

Yes, I just felt like running away into the darkness which has never been reflected by the sunshine bliss while I said that to him.

I don't know how to romanticize my old memory with the frills fantasies related to my dad.

I can't.

Because it stood on the half-reality and the half-dream.

I have never believed in his death, instead I have ever believed in his alive.

So I told a lie.

It was a bad lie.

I know it is a sin, not to punish anyone, anymore.

So I repeated playing an old and new French film which same Jack Gumblin told the same lines about the affection in French over and over, to recognize myself without any dreaming fantasies of the closest ones.

Virginity-Involutes passion-

Mon, 10 Jan 2011 10:04:52 +0900

Virginity- Involutes passion-

An anchored willow tree

Just drifted admit the heavenly swirls

Down the sea, burning in a volcanic mantle core.

Besieged bards recited the restricted ballads nonchalantly

Untie a rope of an inured night,

A candle black failed to enlighten snuffered avarice.

And the ancient ushers misguided to a mansion of love,

Shattered spells over an urn,

Practice a pride in physical showdown.

On your cherish cheeks under the seals of your

Mystic virginity in bloom.

Scorched fire of raven ardor

Just dissolved into the unspoken, unreleased grace

Into the intangible treasurey

Lust

Tue, 04 Jan 2011 01:06:01 +0900

Lust

Women spread the legs of lust

Toward the debacle of darkness

Nymphets’ silence epitomized a looming winner

Shows the seductive attire in a slick petticoat

Eyes monitored a slit at the blinked gloaming

Devoured a starry moment between this morning and that night

(Winter holiday was a bliss, just for a single poetry maker. I wrote 4 new poetries with an absolute moment, without any obsolete disturbances. This is one of them. Aging physically is blessing to someone who like to give a differrent perspective to our naked solace.)

In an aquarium

Sat, 13 Nov 2010 10:26:07 +0900

どんぐりの

　実をあたためる

　もみじの手

A warm acorn sit

On a small maple palm.

In an aquarium

Sat, 13 Nov 2010 03:30:56 +0900

　闇の窓

　海に向かいて

　開かれる

　Let a window of darkness open

Toward the sea

In an aquarium ２（水族館にて　２）

Fri, 12 Nov 2010 12:41:14 +0900

　潜り見て

　さらに澄み切る

　海の青

Dive in and look out

The water becomes clearer blue

Down the sea

In an aquarium (水族館にて）

Fri, 12 Nov 2010 12:23:39 +0900

　潜水士　水深18メートルの夢

　A diver casts 18 m deoth fo dream

Let's make it brief!

Thu, 11 Nov 2010 05:30:31 +0900

Life is at a fantasy.

How we fantacise it, as to drive the wheel of force against the things negate us, is difficult to pursue.

Japan,

A land I elong to is a hallmark in one side,and becomes a claim in other side.

All the letters I scribbed here were just alike the one, wasted once, and became a rehabilitated redemption.

Looking back whrere we stand and find the soil touching easily under our shoes.

ZATUEI-various poems2

Thu, 11 Nov 2010 04:45:01 +0900

, Bewitched, blood-stemmed

Woods chased

After the sinful fires

妖麗の

　　地めぐり樹立ち

　　責め火追う

Words out there

a love letter

Do you love to romanticise yourself or what?

Virginity-Involutes passion-

Lust

In an aquarium

In an aquarium

In an aquarium ２（水族館にて ２）

In an aquarium (水族館にて）

Let's make it brief!

ZATUEI-various poems2

In an aquarium ２（水族館にて　２）