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 Aug 2014 Kenshō
Stu Harley
sacred earth
its your time
no more wars
no more tears
into the ocean
into the sea nor
at the shores
Lord
give us
boundaries
to fly
in the
sky of peace and
no more room to cry
both you and i
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Vanessa Gatley
Correct my mistakes
   Not my life
     So I can learn what to do
    When to do them
   What to pay attention to
     What to forget
   I'll be a monster if I want to
         Or a innocent flower
the military industrial complex
are making a killing
the arms trade
is a profitable business
billions are harvested
by the grey suited men
the war machine
supplies deadly payloads
collateral damage
always yields such a tidy sum
why interrupt or put paid
to a great earner
the balance sheet
must be in the black
production lines
busy filling orders
each day
the bullet
the bomb
the drone
sold to effectively obliterate
and take lives away
in corporate offices
the arms dealers
rub their hands
with glee
as they amass a bounty
from their lethal armories
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Kobayashi Issa
This moth saw brightness
in a woman's chamber--
burnt to a crisp.
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Kobayashi Issa
A huge frog and I,
staring at each other,
neither of us moves.
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Kobayashi Issa
The moon tonight--
I even miss
her grumbling.
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Kobayashi Issa
All the time I pray to Buddha
I keep on
killing mosquitoes.
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Kobayashi Issa
In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Kobayashi Issa
The toad! It looks like
it could belch
a cloud.
 Jul 2014 Kenshō
Kobayashi Issa
Napped half the day;
no one
punished me!
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