Six Haikus
Just discernible
Climbing through cliff clouded mist...
A Solitary gull
In these brief moments
Strutting upon this stage we...
Will all pass-away
Life's and Idiots tale
Full of sound and fury that...
Signifies nothing
This Itinerant
Vagabond... just another
Yamabushi
The homeless gather
All forlorn for the free food...
By the Palace Gates
Torn apart by strife
And the carnage of war yet...
Life... it goes on still
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