Sayonara Basho

The moon and sun are eternal travelers
Even the years travel on
A lifetime adrift on a boat
Wind blown clouds turning into dreams of wanderings
I swept the cobwebs from the corners of my room
Just in time for the new year
Spring passes
And the birds cry out
Tears in the eyes of fishes
Straightening the spines of prose
I dust off all their shells
When would I see them again?
As the springtime mists begin to rise from the fields
I left my house in the hands of another
And left a verse at my door:
Spring passes
And the birds cry out
Tears in the eyes of fishes

The Dead Travel Fast

I saw you there in the corner of the room
Legs bent up at the knee
"The dead travel fast"
I heard it when you looked at me
The quickest way into your heart
Is the day I leave and my soul departs
Just scatter me like the leaves
All wind swept and hell bent
On getting caught up in your eaves
I likened you to a fish in the sea
I likened you to an owl in a tree
But darling its not you its me
A thousand times and I'd try again
But I am likened to the tree
10,000 leaves
And I can't even pick out me