a quiet rain–
content to lie awake
and listen
beads of mist
from the umbrella's spokes
alternating drops
my umbrella
flipped in the wind–
uncertain days
Simply Haiku, 2010
Shiki Kukai, 2012
Cattails, 2014
Saturday, February 20, 2016
Haiku
a quiet rain–
content to lie awake
and listen
beads of mist
from the umbrella's spokes
alternating drops
my umbrella
flipped in the wind–
uncertain days
Simply Haiku, 2010
Shiki Kukai, 2012
Cattails, 2014
Monday, February 8, 2016
Haibun
SPLASHING DOWN THE COSTA DEL SOL
We are touring Spain, driving south along the coast. August is hot; traffic is fast and heavy as many Europeans take their holiday in August. Three cranky and sweaty children in the back seat are consoled with promises of a swim when we stop for the day
hot pebbly beach
washing away the grime
in tepid waves
riding the waves
to the shallow end
A busy tourist town. The only hotel with a vacancy is three blocks from the beach. A small and slightly shabby affair, but the beds and baths are clean.
the many shades of white
in white sand
At a small fishing village, another slightly shabby but clean hotel.
diving through leaves
yellow and blue tile
on the bottom
Heading north on our way back to Switzerland we camp out. No
pool. No sea. Rain and wind all night.
early departure
three giggly children
splash into the mist
Shamrock, Feb. 2016
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