My Haiku

白梅やわが玉体の腐りゆき　一輝

hakubai ya
waga gyokutai no
kusari yuki
(Itsuki)

With a plum tree with white blossoms,
I realize that
my noble body is going bad.

My Haiku

心臓の音は冥府の梅の花　一輝

shinzou no oto wa
meihu no
ume no hana
(Itsuki)

The heart beating
suggests
the ume blossoms in the hell.

My Haiku

愛憎を離れて春の傘の中　一輝

aizou wo
hanare te haru no
kasa no naka
(Itsuki)

There are neither Love
nor Hatred
under an umbrella in Spring.

My Haiku

白昼の春の雷聖戦の夢　一輝

hakuchu no
haru no rai
seisen no yume
(Itsuki)

In daydream
Spring Thunder brings about
Holy War.

My Haiku

三月はシーラカンスの眠りです　一輝

sangatsu wa
shiirakansu no
nemuri desu
(Itsuki)

What is March?
I would say,
"It's Coelacanth's Sleep."