Lying on my back in the sun
Warm breeze blowing, grass smells so sweet...

My dearly beloved son,
today you turned eighteen...

Even science agrees:
our Creator indeed exists...

Splashes of sunlight
chasing away the dark...

Baby, I am so cold
Spread your angel wings...

Scorching hot
Passion burns me up...

"Empty Promises" -- tanka
nightingale sings...

The black raven
Silent killer...

No expensive gifts
nor pompous aubade...

Under a tangerine moon
two lovers met...

Inner strength ( Senryu)
Strong and free is he...

Knowing that you still care
after all I have put you through...