The Roaring Sun

TASWG assignment: write four ‘Zen-style’ poems.



Shafts of sunlight
Break through leaden clouds
Onto sparkling water
Gently rippling to the horizon.





Two butterflies flying high above trees
Like tiny yellow kites
Drifting far apart
Coming together miraculously
To kiss again.





Under the small wooden bridge
Beneath wide green lily pads
In cool silent depths
Glide golden carp.





The roaring sun
Bakes shimmering sand
A beetle emerges from nowhere
Senses the heat
And vanishes.

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