Poem:[California taste] ( by Hiro Kouta)
-Contents-
1.[Kids]
2.[Memory]
3.[Real world]
4.[in a cast]
5.[Do not cry]
6.[California taste]
7.[Suicide-origin]
8.[Rush hour]
9.[Spring rain fall]
Long long long
time passed by
A baby was gone
To another side of
the earth
Her hair grew to the shoulder
And resemble her mother`s back
Memory of her past
day never come again
Only stored in the
album
Kids are gone
House is quiet
like no one lives
Only the album
tells we had kids
They are all grown
But still kids
Suddenly someone
tried
To remind me the
past
Memory is faded
away
All of sudden
Deep in the brain
Like clean air
In the deep
mountains
Memory kept in my heart
Always untouched
and warm
Attempts to rescue
Fragile own
identity
Always failed
Memory kept in my
deep sole
May last
forever
But never
regenerated
Gray sky from the
window of dry room
shaded heart flies
from the bed
sick man lying on
the white sheets of the hospital
Pain remains on
the head
Hard to unveil the
real weather outside
complete
distraction in and out of hospital window
soon the man may
step out to the sky of the other world
,which used to be
his real world
Leg in the cast
no movable units
of the body
only toe and
others
move up and down
leg in a cast
for a month
muscles are
softened
and seen out of
strength
leg protected by a
cast
stiff and like a
weapon
something on the leg
a cast does not
help
if I were dead
please do not cry
if I were dead
please do not brave for cancer
something
strangling me
always frighten
My eternal spirits
is already depressed
I was frightening
I am so scared to
death
please do not ask
why you are dead
please do not cry
if I had a cancer
Brightest sunshine
in California valley
Delicate
transformation of natural products
-- dried
fruits and nuts
Fifty years ago
Parents
planted a persimmon tree
in the town
,Kingsburg
as a memory of their wedding
Fruits born
thereafter
surprised people in the town
Valley winds dehydrate Kaki fruits
like crystal of sugar powdered surface
Every year the
farmer send California products
to friends living across the Pacific ocean
Dry Kaki now coming home
,where it
originated
With surprisingly
sweet California taste
cide means kill
who defined it
words sound like
voice of a sole
combination of two
words
sui and cide kill
own life
truth behind it
no one knows
only prediction
and sympathy remained
one killed oneself
does know the case
of death
or even own mind
not realizing
the word,suicide
reflects various
deepness in
deceases
the fact is the
one disappeared
from this world
by own decision
no one ever
anticipate the reality
as usually in the
morning hour
on a track waiting
for a train to come
people queue to
entrance
and rushed into a
train
the hour is
extraordinary
too much pressures
of human bodies
nothing can be
moved
two of your
elbows,
feet and
belongings,
oh! the bag in my
hand
squeezed by neighbors
he took a book for
serious reading
even one tried to
read a newspaper
other look back
side of it
most are just
closing eyes
for tolerance
suddenly train stopped
relieving me to
get out
in out world
to another crowds
chilly sky in
sudden weather change
cherry blossom
exposing in the air
pink
coloration still underdeveloped
in the early
spring
unpredicted
weather changes
block all seasonal events
rain in chilly day
accelerate life of
flowers
a cold
waterdrop on my face
reminds winter is not
over yet