Lunchbox haiku

morning rush--
a rattling sound from
his lunchbox

Trampled leaves haiku

did you hear
the sound of my feet?
trampled leaves

Strange love song tanka

sitting alone
how strange it sounds now
our love song
in this moment  last year
i didn't want to get drunk

Morning bliss

morning bliss
songbird from the cherry tree
sounds like Norah

The sand of Nanganesa haibun

Nothing changed after two months as I step my feet back in the sand of Nanganesa beach.
They are there where they were; the cliff, the trees and fishing boats. The sky, too. Don't they move just a little somewhere?
Nothing changed. But this nothingness.

over

the sound
of waves—

the sound
of wave

Four sound of wave haiku

1/
the sound of wave
over the sound of wave
over the sound of waves

2/
the sound
of
wave

over

the sound
of
waves

3/
over

the sound
of waves--

the sound
of wave

4/
after
the sound
of wave

the sound
of

another
waves

Frogsong haiku

joyful distraction
frogsong slips thru' the sound
of splashing water

Perdikan, November 28, 2009