Archive for ‘Nick’

September 26, 2017

Something’s Off

by Nick Anthony

Outside the temple,
Starving homeless beg for food
While monks drive mopeds.

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September 8, 2017

A Bit Rusty

by Nick Anthony

It’s been a minute
Since writing five-seven-five,
So I wrote this haiku…

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September 1, 2017

In the Park

by Nick Anthony

He wakes up on top of me
Wearing the same tattered clothes,
As dank and filthy as garbage
On a hot and humid afternoon.

He slips away every day before dawn.
Before they come to check on me,
And clean my worn out skin
And clear my space of thrown out dreams
And rusted needles still dripping
With last night’s cheap thrill.

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August 22, 2017

Dragonfly

by Nick Anthony

The rotting corpse of a dragonfly
Hangs over hung-headed commuters
Like a pterodactyl fossil in Fukui,
Forever aloft on calcified wings
For children to look up and wonder:
From what mysterious realm did you come?

But beneath the fossilized dragonfly,
No such wide-eyed adolescents pass by.
This Train Station of Natural History’s only patrons
Are closed-eyed, downtrodden business men:
Too busy catching up on sleep walking
To raise their gaze above the floor.

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August 8, 2017

Invincible

by Nick Anthony

When I was young, you were invincible.
You were like Superman, but better
Because I had never seen evidence
Of a Kryptonite that might harm you.

You seemed to effortlessly
hold back the dangerous flood,
And fearlessly protected me
From ever encroaching reality.

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May 30, 2017

Love

by Nick Anthony

To think, you’re finally here with me!
After years of relentless, flirtatious banter,
Sometimes as playful as puppies, we were:
Other times more serious than a snake bite–
Always fruitless my affections were.

Unattainably distant, you seemed to me.
A hazy speck just beyond the horizon,
Across the ocean of my life.
And I, stranded on my little island,
Couldn’t possibly build a smoke signal
Tall enough to alert your look-out.

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May 29, 2017

Saturday Service at the Church of ING

by Nick Anthony

Dank air, thick and heavy
As gaseous molasses,
lazily ferments in this amber rusted barrel
Of soulful blues and bad tobacco.

Faithful, old drunks slowly sway,
Inebriated from breathing kill-devil air.
They sing wailing gospels of woe
In harmony with Lucille on the record player.

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April 25, 2017

The Kumano Kodo 熊野古道

by Nick Anthony

A peaceful night is ended
By the first light of morning
Before a bright Sun soaring
Over the edge of the ocean.

I open my eyes to a starry tent sky
Shining droplets of condensation
Refracting rainbows of morning dew
Formed from the radiant body heat
Of weary pilgrims happily beat
Upon the Kumano Trail.

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April 24, 2017

Sakura

by Nick Anthony

Snow still sits atop the highest peaks
Like vanilla icing dripping
From rocky road ice cream cones,
Shining, sleek with sweat
From its battle with the Sun.

Down by the lake,
playfully shimmering water
shines a halo around the pink tutu
Of Cherry Blossom ballerinas,
Dancing aloft with a woodwind breeze.

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March 17, 2017

Perspective

by Nick Anthony

The plight of sane souls
In a mad society
Is insanity.

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March 1, 2017

Shortsighted Downfall

by Nick Anthony

Inoperable:
The spread of Climate’s cancer,
While men still suck cigs.

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February 22, 2017

Kissaten Scenery

by Nick Anthony

Steady rain blankets the plaza
And shrouds late afternoon with early night.
A torrential downpour of fine droplets
That deceptively make no sound
Above the wind of the winter typhoon.
Only the plod of boots is heard
As they splash through frigid puddles.

The eyes of gods’ down trodden faces
Hover over their soaked leather soles,

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February 15, 2017

A Matter of Perspective

by Nick Anthony

Future-Me, a fan of irony,
Enjoys the reruns of a Present comedy
Starring Me, self-confident with sobriety,
Lamenting the stupidity of Past-Me.

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December 5, 2016

Immortal

by Nick Anthony

The smallest candle
Can light countless other wicks
And live forever.

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November 22, 2016

Awake

by Nick Anthony

Enter, if you dare,
My dreams’ dungeon of despair:
Come meet my nightmares.

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November 15, 2016

A Fond Farewell

by Nick Anthony

Veins of auburn and burnt orange
Adorn the wooded mountain side.

A dense mist shrouds the valley
Hanging so low as to blur
The boundary between cloud and fog.

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November 2, 2016

Defeat

by Nick Anthony

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Captured by demons.
Long nails gouge my ego
With gnarled fingers.
Ever they’ve crept in my wake.
At last, my race is over.

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October 31, 2016

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

by Nick Anthony

To those who fight the monsters
That lurk beneath the bed,
Who feign the fear of what they hear
In dark, they dare to tread.

They brave the creaking floorboards,
the attics full of bats,
Descend the flight of dim-lit stairs,
To dank dark dens of rats.

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October 28, 2016

Smokestack Hypnosis

by Nick Anthony

Frothy foam floating atop steaming chemical vats
Boils, becoming warm white clouds
Climbing up cold concrete columns,
And billowing forth from icy smoke stacks.

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October 27, 2016

Flowery Feels

by Nick Anthony

wilted-roses-ashley-millerWilting petals fall,
Leaving my autumn heart bare.
A cold winter comes.

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October 21, 2016

Time for Change, HAIKU

by Nick Anthony

Spread-eagle pancake
Splattered about rock bottom.
My free fall is done.

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October 20, 2016

An Unnatural Storm

by Nick Anthony

A flash of lightning catches my eye.
From steel beams brightness springs
Bringing vibrant, ephemeral life
To the skeleton being constructed
Across the station parking lot.

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October 18, 2016

In Need of Maintenance

by Nick Anthony

For months I stood there
Teetering upon the precipice;
It being clear what I should do
Yet all I would or could choose
Was to merely waste away in fear.

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October 17, 2016

Sunday Picnic in Kyoto

by Nick Anthony

Morning frustrations melt away
As the heat of the sun warms the grass.
The day is a hot, but welcome, departure
From a premature foray into fall.
Under the cover of its colorful umbrella,
The canopy of changing leaves keeps us cool.

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September 30, 2016

Never Enough

by Nick Anthony

Wake up exhausted.
Fend off fatigue all day long.
Go to bed. Repeat.

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September 26, 2016

Apocalyptic Media

by Nick Anthony

Hot off the presses!
Murder en masse, wars, lies and more!
Anything for sales.

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September 13, 2016

Weighty Words

by Nick Anthony

How can a word cut to my core?
Slicing and slashing its swooping sword,
It amputates limb and severs artery;
Once under my skin, it becomes a part of me. 

Fervently it festers unseen and unheard,
Eluding a simple diagnosis of words,
Invading my mind, body, and spirit
Until we are one, and I’ve come to fear it. 

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September 7, 2016

Time

by Nick Anthony

I don’t hate you.
It’s not you who fuels the insomnia
That tortures me in bed
Each night as I lay awake,
Desperately longing to take back
What I lost.

Because I didn’t lose you.
You were never mine to have.
I know that now.
I’ve accepted that you were free
To meet him and abandon me.
And I cherish our time before:
When it was just us two.

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