tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83029873112274296232008-07-04T00:01:38.398+02:00Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comBlogger299125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-55536494219261554052008-07-03T10:10:00.000+02:002008-07-03T10:11:07.829+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />All this journey from</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The first bath to the last one…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Just empty non-sense</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Paraphrasing Issa’s</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="" lang="FR">tarai kara<br />tarai ni utsuru<br />chimpunkan<br /></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><i><span style="" lang="FR"></span></i><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-53394103500897089082008-07-01T09:36:00.003+02:002008-07-01T09:43:51.551+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />A cousin calling</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From far away to tell me:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Zephyr lilies bloom<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-82843133640928810332008-06-30T11:31:00.000+02:002008-06-30T11:32:16.636+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />A pair of blackbirds</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Fly low across the zebra…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Well, I should have stopped<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /><br /></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-63946430850297691102008-06-29T10:55:00.000+02:002008-06-29T10:56:07.066+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Resting under trees,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A little girl on her bike</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Imitates a crow<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-7499519022300823082008-06-19T10:15:00.000+02:002008-06-19T10:16:06.911+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />The pensive look of<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The philosophical owl…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Reading coffee grounds<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-45868090564700350842008-06-19T09:39:00.001+02:002008-06-19T09:39:50.249+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Just like a woman…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">My old semi-cowboy boots <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Go clickety-clack<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"></span><b><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></b></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-33393723624572845852008-06-18T23:18:00.000+02:002008-06-18T23:19:08.917+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />It’s for the third time<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">That I’ve been sentenced to death…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the land of dreams<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-42456435928588686632008-06-17T09:46:00.002+02:002008-06-17T09:46:43.776+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /><br /></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">How many windows <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Are there on the old building?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Enough for a crow….<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-41577531057757311562008-06-16T09:37:00.002+02:002008-06-16T09:44:16.791+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Hem, a crackling hum…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The bumblebee’s wings hitting<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A bell-shaped flower<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-86038172507588860422008-06-13T19:43:00.000+02:002008-06-13T19:44:07.092+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Going their own way</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">After leaving the sidewalk…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Young snails in the rain<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-16655020028382220072008-06-12T01:23:00.002+02:002008-06-12T01:24:16.291+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Calls of two cuckoos:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">One is on the radio,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The other the clock<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-71787528726924991702008-06-12T01:23:00.001+02:002008-06-12T01:23:47.149+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Faint light emerging… <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">It must be automatic:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The rows of street lamps<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-59233054277332339612008-06-12T01:22:00.000+02:002008-06-12T01:23:30.072+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">‘Do not drink water!’<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Wading through the new fountain,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A dog stops to piss<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-30325817583614796402008-06-07T09:34:00.001+02:002008-06-07T09:34:41.738+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />A black flag hanging</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From a house after spring rain</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Is still a black flag<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-8681728524108591082008-06-05T22:55:00.000+02:002008-06-05T22:56:17.846+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The sleeping puppy</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Pushing with his little feet</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Against the willow<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-27351857331543239772008-06-03T08:37:00.001+02:002008-06-03T08:37:37.992+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />A country cottage…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">White oxeye daisies waiting</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">To be mown or not<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-34138701520132686762008-06-03T08:17:00.001+02:002008-06-03T08:17:29.370+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Once upon a time,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Some tree must have died somewhere</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">For these clogs of mine<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-38606173269576476282008-06-03T08:16:00.001+02:002008-06-03T08:16:56.406+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Enough to stop man,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Even if it’s only one:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A roadside poppy<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-71352930925809383412008-05-29T09:31:00.000+02:002008-05-29T09:32:11.550+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Frogs talk in the moor,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Crickets on the nearby hill…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">What can a man say<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-20768838949202404832008-05-27T22:00:00.002+02:002008-05-27T22:01:23.805+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Frogs croak in silence…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">It’s hard to watch the Great Bear</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">When you’re under it<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-89344344523205339932008-05-27T22:00:00.001+02:002008-05-27T22:00:46.983+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Waiting on the bench…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">For a proverb to come true:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Bats come out at night<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-86039184879364021382008-05-26T09:52:00.000+02:002008-05-26T09:53:07.329+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />A pair of bats comes</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">And leaves the garden likewise…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Ah, nothing, nothing<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /><br /></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-87844704873927151432008-05-22T19:20:00.001+02:002008-05-22T19:20:39.050+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Through the old glass door…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From one street to the other –</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The bewildered eye<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><br /><br /></o:p></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-90664532748915940492008-05-17T22:00:00.001+02:002008-05-17T22:00:53.023+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />What a pilgrimage!?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Resting high in the lilac –</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Small snail on a leaf<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302987311227429623.post-52505957956301554802008-05-16T11:14:00.000+02:002008-05-16T11:15:01.991+02:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br />Who would not love you,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Blooming on the old cactus –</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The only flower<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><br /></span></p>Boruthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990298332042076231noreply@blogger.com