At end of the hunt
Owls calling meditation
Cooling cup of tea.
words
Fleeting
Kigo, seasonal?
A key to understanding…
Oh No! Escaped thought.
haiku master
When I read Basho,
Thoughts of order and beauty,
Not just bashed out.
Needy
Haiku needs three more,
And this line needs two more too
Before it’s Haiku.
Mourn…
Mourn the ways of man!
That we produce not beauty and art,
but only words and war.
Mystery of One – a Tanka
“Pop, what’s the last number?”
“Numbers grow, then they’ll contract.
Isa, One is the last.
One became two, two became three.
God is one when man is one.”
Haiku Journey 