To Monkeys

How like an angel
When they are quiet.
Concentrating, efforts pouring out.
How wish to believe
They are angels
In demon disguise.

Rules, rules, rules

Rules, rules, rules,
How I wish,
Just one wish,
Away they vanish.

Rules, rules, rules,
No matter how I wish,
Rules are rules,
Still won't they vanish.

Snow

Head's up
45 degrees.
A snow landed
Kissing the face.

Half a moon
The mouth curved.
Welcoming home
The white winter.

A Hydrangea Ball

Like sunshine,
Piercing the leaves of hydrangea
Announcing the arrival of the queen
To a hydrangea party.

Like spring waltz,
Breaking the air of quietude
Commencing the dance of the day
To a king awaiting his queen.