haiku poem

as a naked man i go
let a joy keep you
rocked in the cradle of the deep
a storm is riding on the tide
so fallen
stir
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
a life on the ocean wave
when the wind works against us in the dark
with her hair flaying wildly
gingham dog and the calico cat
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
they ask me where i've been
i gazed upon the glorious sky