Ghosts

The empty dojo
Under heavy rain
One's ghosts are fighting

Contrast

An old iron pot
Hanging over the wood fire
Steaming cold hunger

Foolishness

A wish to be fooled
By the vanishing summer
First leaves of autumn 

Chaos

Chaotic whirlpools
Attract the souls in twisted dance
Age of innocence 

Inversion

Upside down feelings
In abject propensities
One finds his limits