A hurt Japanese rice bird

A hurt Japanese rice bird
that plunged into our garden
during my childhood
still leaves an impression
on my eyes

The hurt wing
must heal
to shake off its sadness
to fly high up in the sky again
though it takes so long

A breath of air

A breath of air
whispers in my ear
"Don't forget",
it shakes
a tender remembrance

Adonis

Adonis
Yellow petals,
softly describe
the vernal tints
in the breeze