Early summer evening birds are silent waiting for the night dew

A familiar landscape
stands revealed
as the snow melts away




Charles de Lint

Beautiful sunset the water laps uder the shore

Rebekah Sloudnik

The oak tree
not interested
in blossom



Basho
translated by R. Hass

Nice cool breze
moss hanging
from the tree



Lindsay Greer

After a long nap,
the cat yawns, rises, and gos out
looking for love




Issa

Waves lapping on
the shore of the ocean
. . .smell of the salt water




Abby French

River roars
under the bridge
benath my feet



Meagan Hime

Bush clover in blosom
waves without spilling
A drop of dew.






Basho

To a leg of a heron
adding a long shank of a pheasant.


Basho

First day of spring
I keep thinking about the end of
autumn.


Basho
Translated by Robert Hass

To what shall I compare this life of ours?

Even before I can say it is like a lightning flash or a dewdrop,

it is no more.

Sengai

Morning wetted
by the splash
of small waves


Jane Reinchhold
http://www.ahapoetry.com/aadoh/adofinde.htm

Raindrops on the window
soaked trees
soaked birds
all is waiting......

Rose
its thorns
schratching wind



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Travelling

Incoming tide
bends on the beach
footprints

Jane Reichhold
http://www.ahapoetry.com/aadoh/adofinde.htm

From time to time
the clouds give rest to the moon beholders..



Basho
interpretation and translation
by R.H.Blyth

Branches in blossom
shake to the rhythms of wind
–bees on rosemary

Mike Garofalo

Low-tide rock
the sun in a rack of clouds
far out at sea

Jane Reichhold
http://www.ahapoetry.com/aadoh/adofinde.htm

World like a dewdrop
though it's only a dewdrop
even so, even so.

Issa

My legacy-
what will it be?
Flowers in spring, the cucoo in sumer,
and the crinsom maples of autum.


Roykan

Everything just as it is,
as it is,
as is.
Flowers in bloom.
Nothing to add.


Robert Aitken

great sunset

glow in the colour of the fire

that burnt down our house

Masajo

Mossy rocks
the empty side
of ocean

Jane Reichholds
http://www.ahapoetry.com/aadoh/adofinde.htm

Smoothed by the sea
nearly round rock
points homeward

Jane Reicholds
http://www.ahapoetry.com/aadoh/adofinde.htm

abandoned road

a seedling takes root

in the asphalt

Soji

a butterfly flits

from branch tip to branch tip . . .

lifting mist

Maria Steyn

(Haiku Light February 2001)

http://members.tripod.com/~Startag/HLfebpg1.html

Lost at last
even this sunrise
a complete mystery

Christopher Herolds

Deserted farm
only silence
grows here


William Cullen Jr.

Old pond...a frog
leaps in water's sound.



Matuso Basho

dark street
the echo of my steps
the only sound

Soji