By a chorus of frogs outside - I am struck - by a frigid splash
You dreamt of days of cavaliers upon heaving chargers, lances levelled, swords drawn, ripping through ranks of worthy foes arrayed; martyrdom's price would not go left unpaid. But you're no knight, the bit's between your teeth; corrupted hands you placed your reins beneath. They grip and rip and tell you where to turn and spur …
A golden saucer teeters, threatening to fall - stand up to catch it!
Splash in a puddle mistaken for tsunami - mockingbird's true song.
Servant's soul buried - left untouched, how will the waves break upon the light? Above swaying pines - flower on a high mountain, enveloped in clouds. Fortified prism - secret told to the worthy. All follow this law.
I just killed a man. I've eaten my fill - kids starve. God is so unjust! *Please note: this is a senryuu, not a haiku.
A lone swallow perched reciting to the blossoms. A kingdom in prayer. High sun beating down a gull stood on the pier - truce. Fish happy to fast. Breadcrumbs form ripples. A fam'ly of ducks leaves them for those who have none. The wrens descend from frost-bitten mountain forests singing "we are Yours." Boughs ever …
The owl, she watches moonlit snow. Blast of the horn; the hunt abandoned. In the waves of His power - not a single grain remains on the shore. Reflections without light. Mem'ry fades to naught - all but His Countenance.
All of this creation is but falsehood (of a kind), for to believe one’s own reality is but a trick of the mind. Only seeing with permission, can we be anything but blind - when of the great unknown, we can naught of our own-selves find? The past was just a moment ago in the …
Signaling retreat of cold – bitterness of plums. Face touching warm ground.