Little red buoy
Reverberating starboard
Marking the way home
Inspired by Pix to Words: This Little Buoy
He swept in on a twilight wave
This warrior of suffering
Fighting the dark for the light
A slow steady Seppuku
The result of years past
Wit and wile his Daishō
To excise the black shame
Of being Masterless
His ink a testament to battle
Against the establishment
His ink a roadmap
To his gentle soul
That golden treasure
Rarely revealed
But to a few rare birds
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #132: Twilight
He sat there frozen
A painful reminder
Of days gone by
When mankind
Was allowed to read
And relax, and dream
A time before the ban
That constant reminder
Of the punishment
For being caught reading
Was to be turned to stone
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #128: Frozen and the Weekly Photo Challenge: Out of This World