Month: June 2019

Fondness

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Ten thousand days passed. Ten thousand peaks ascended.

Under this pale starlight I finally stand before your empty gate once more.

Shake the dust from this silent bell, greet an old friend.

I’ll wait. A forever rest needs time to stir from.

Across the night sky the star river wheels and wheels.

In the night air our conversation unfurls and unfurls.

There are many words to be exchanged

Yet the real fondness is found in the gaps between.

Descending ten thousand peaks, back through ten thousand days,

One needs to head home, another needs to pursue that forever rest.

Yet, I’ll return to shake the dust from the bell.

There’s much that remains unsaid.

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Semi consistent wrting. Still riding the Sekiro gifs. Still having a blast.

Chasing

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Slaying. The only thing a demon is good for. It has no other use.

But demons aren’t easy to slay. They have a tenacity, the sort of tenacity that would be admired if it was in the possession of anything else. The short of tenacity that will see them run down their target, no matter how far it flees. The demon will always be in touching distance, for abandoning a pursuit is not in the demon’s nature because it needs to feed. To gnaw on flesh and soul. Just enough to let those grow back, so that the chase can begin again. Demons never stop chasing. They want to be always chasing, always harrying, always tormenting.

It seems counter intuitive. To run head long towards a beast like that, swinging swords against such power. Yet, that’s the only way to do it. The demon won’t give up. It needs to be slain. It needs to have the life ripped out of it. There will be a bloody mess come the end. A confusion of broken limbs and sucking wounds, but if the demon dies that’s fine. Those injuries will recover. And maybe more of the demon’s brethren will come, in time but they will be slain too.

After all, that’s all they are good for.

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The Demon Price boss fight from Dark Souls III is amazing. Throwing that out there.

Spurt

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Thunderclaps echo, the sky quivers.

The clouds are on the precipice of fracturing, fragmenting.

But all that fury cannot be maintained.

A spurt of rain, then nothing more.

Winter through Spring

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Heavy, and heavier still the first snows settle.

The road through to spring will be a distant one.

An abandoned temple occupied by a single Tengu,

no intent of spiriting me away into the mountains.

His glance directs me down to the sunken valley,

two strangers yet here there’s complete trust.

Empty trees tell of the deep winter wind.

Not even vestiges of spring and summer remain.

Buddha’s face in this snow filled valley, somewhere to sit.

His path followed, the Tengu has probably gone mountainward.

No need to mark down the days.

In time spring will blossom again.

Dragons will cavort and clamour through the heavens.

I’ll sit down here fathoming the deep mind.

Thoughts drift back to the Tengu in the first snows.

My thanks sent to him, in those ancient forever mountain realms.

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Story based, Anicent Chinese poetry with overt Japanese themes accompanied by Sekiro gifs. That’s a fair niche.

Arc

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The sun slinks into autumn, low and lower.

A crane arcs through the sky.

The clouds linger on high.

On heavens border a falcon’s arc begins.

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It turns out if you write reguarly you come up with more ideas more consistently. Huh.

Tengu

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The wide azure river carries my boat

Towards those mountains still swathed in the morning’s clouds.

A tree tumbles, clears the dust,

A Tengu keeps his sword sharp.

On this wide azure river, the current brings me

Towards those kingfisher green valleys.

A tree tumbles down a mountainside,

A Tengu testing his blade.

Riding the Sekiro train as far as I can. It has given me the urge to write and after almost years away, that’s pretty damn great.