Kotaro Takamura's 'Chieko Poems'

I found something interesting. It's Kotaro Takamura.
I was reading some of his Chieko Poems yesterday and today, and they really are something. I feel like I know who he was without having to meet him just by reading them. The Chieko Poems were written about his wife Chieko, from his love for her, to her development into Schizophrenia, and her eventual death. My favorite is Lemon Elegy. This is possibly because it was the first one I heard, yes heard, because they made a sort of song to go with it: Lemon Elegy.

If you want to read the [translated] collection by Paul Archer, here's a link: The Chieko Poems.
I recommend reading about the background of the poems before reading the actual poems.

Humpty Dumpty

Excuse me for this useless blether, but I'm going to talk about Humpty Dumpty.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again.

I remember my friend posting once upon a time on her blog Chiaroscuro Knight, a question stating what in the world was he doing up there in the first place. The maze in my head gradually got stuck in another corner, and for some unfathomable reason, I was thinking about this egg character today.

Why was he up there in the first place?

Was he sitting up there, glorifying himself that he was better than everybody else? And his fall was justified? Or was he there because he was escaping from a sort of predator? Perhaps he just chose to take another perspective at the world, but was shot down by a misstep. Is it supposed to represent children in their recklessness? Or, even, maybe, his egg represents possibilities that couldn't be realized. Hmm?

I think I've already made my point, so I'm not going to go into an essay. I'm too lazy.
Good night to that.

Return to Golden Memories Who Stay

 Return to Memories 
by Me(whatomic) 

And again I return to myself
after everything is over with
I remember loving you
was that just a myth?

You may say to your face in the mirror
"I gave it my hardest, again"
There is only one happiness I need
Can I write it with a pen?

Only seasons revolve around me
memories overlap common days
the mind is bored of its job
Be alleviated when it frays

I wish it would rain
clouding over the painful sun
Bring moisture to the skin

remember where it will run

There is no rhyme or reason

I just want to live

to know "Stay Gold" once again              

What would you give?

Constant notes in my head
competing in their own thoughts
But I want to stay dry for now
Dreams are something they sought

For the sake of opening hope
and cornering it in the vastness of this heart
I'll bring it over as a gift
Let the flow do its part

deep in the forest of happenings
I get lost in a labyrinth made of stripes
animals come to consume me
Or so the author types

I can't find anything to inspirate
motivate, excite, truly right
A pirate of ridiculous proportions
am I the one I'll fight?

Because the wind blew me back
the past is the path in front of me
I lost something there I want back
So come to be.