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Friday, March 13, 2009

Poetry Friday: Samurai Armor

Poetry Friday

Happy Poetry Friday, everyone! Here's another photo I caught at my brother's Bujinkan dojo affiliated with the Onibujin. Here goes...


Samurai Armor

The empty samurai shell
sits humped in the corner.
A breeze licks the negative spaces,
seeking the soul
of the warrior
whose sweat
rings the plates of armor
like echoes of fury and passion.

Lorie Ann Grover, 2009

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5 comments:

  1. Beth KephartMarch 13, 2009 at 5:41 AM

    Yes. Negative spaces. How well I understand. Great poem.

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  2. Little WillowMarch 13, 2009 at 8:05 AM

    Any time I see the word "samurai," I think of The Master Puppeteer.

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  3. Andromeda JazmonMarch 13, 2009 at 1:17 PM

    It's a powerful wind that seeks empty spaces. Great poem!

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  4. ErinMarch 13, 2009 at 2:58 PM

    I really like this. Especially "A breeze licks the negative spaces"...

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  5. Lorie Ann GroverMarch 16, 2009 at 2:34 PM

    Thanks, everyone! xox

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