Treasure Island

john tiong chunghoo

(Jan 21,1960 / NEW YORK)

Travel Japan Haiku - Mount Fuji (Japan)


mount fuji photo session
she makes up her face as
the mountain hides its face

mount fuji photo session
the newly wed couple wait
for the peak to show

mount fuji
like soldiers the cloud
rushes east

mount fuji
we wait for the mist to clear
for pictures with Fuji

Mount Fuji
the mist blocks us and Fuji
for the photo shot

spring mount fuji
our sighs as the cloud covers
the peak again

spring mount fuji
the thick fog as we wait
for peak to come out

Submitted: Thursday, April 26, 2007
Edited: Friday, February 18, 2011

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