Tanka in April

minstrels
painted on the garden wall
growing faint...
how one loses his eyes
to the rain

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secretly
i increase the distance
between us...
all i have to do
is blow up the bridge

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losing you
in the tumult
of a dream
your soft smile
breaking into shards 

April Haiku

enacting Krishna
he hides his blues
with blue paint

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cloudburst -
words pouring
from her letter


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yellow butterflies
how can one open and close
so quick