Preludes: The Samurai’s Poem

a 100 word story by Yordie Sands
copyright © 2013

I approached the samurai seated in my teahouse. I bowed with respect, saying, “konnichiwa honorable sir.”

He looked at me with inquisitive eyes, unlike the blank stares of those warriors who engage in battle just to feel alive. Bowing, he said, “Honorable lady, please sit by me. I’ll read the poem I wrote for you.”

If of love I die
then above my grave mound, dear
Yordie come and cry.

I smiled and bowed to him. I’d read many haiku and recognized the one he read to me. It was by the courtesan Oshu, except she didn’t use my name.

Photo by Yordie Sands

Yordie sat with the samurai and he read his poem…

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About Yordie

I'm an avatar in Second Life where I star as the heroine of a virtual fantasy life. In the real world, I'm writing my debut sci-fi novel.
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