mushi no ne ya yo fukete shizumu ishi no naka
the insects' chirp
as night deepens
sinks into the stones
© Shiba Sonome
shizukasa ya iwa ni shimi-iru semi no koe
lonely silence,
a single cicada's cry
sinking into stone
a single cicada's cry
sinking into stone
© Basho
semino uta mangetsuno hikarino nakade shimetta kirameku koishi
shimmering pebble
wetted in the light of the full moon -
a cicada's song
© Yozakura
hot summernight
cooling down in the old pond
the sound of mosquitos
© Chèvrefeuille
How can one do justice to these haiku? To feel them to hear them to see them and to read them...are a privilege. It's an experience and then I read a few offerings from CP poets. Again, I'm swept off my feet and struggle wondering how I can contribute and so I put myself in a moment in time, by the lake.
soft ripple,
tiny pebble on
moonlit waters
*
soft ripple
hush of the night,
