Haiku

Mowada hangs from eaves

Ready for winter weaving

The bag has a bark

Draught horse gallops hard

In rhythm of up and down

Summer rides bareback

Autumn blows maple

Through an open wooden door

Trees shed October

A runner zooms by

Bees sip juices from blossoms

The world is buzzing

Elephants hosing

Water at one another

The pool laughs out loud

In Kikita’s springs

Mount Fuji’s purity loves

Wrinklehead Sculpins

Dragonflies dry wings

A frog grabs a grasshopper

Storks feed once again

Blue ceramic bowl

Tea brushed to peacefulness

Quenches inner thirst

Green frog on a rice leaf

Waits till it’s his time to call

Plop! – watercolours

Crabs scuttle beneath

the wasabi greening sand

under the alder

Pure water washes

Sand from the wasabi fields

Back into the stream

clouds, intensely blue,
find a mirror in the water,
turn violet there.