fallen to the ground
like those words of old –
glowing leaves
~ Inko
*cited in:
Haiku Before Haiku
Steven D Carter
art
frog ages…observes
In an old pond
a frog ages
while leaves fall ~ Buson*
squatting
the frog observes
the clouds ~ Chiyo*
*The Classic Tradition of Haiku
Ed. Faubion Bowers
weekly photo challenge: change
In a new WordPress post created for this week’s challenge, share a picture that says CHANGE
one strand of hair
entangled in a hairbrush
a telling – of age
The Brook
First time I passed the brook
it filled my eye.
The second time
it was a tiny snake.
The next few times
I only heard it cry
Behind me – I was afraid
for my own sake. ~G Burce Bunao
photo friday: natural light
In branches dense
with cicadas’ drone —
one autumn leaf ~Shohaku
cees fun foto challenge: road
This week’s Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge is all about Road of any type as long as the road is visible … streets of Dublin, Ireland
On, on I travel
Though I fall and die, let it be
In fields of clover ~Sora*
Along this road
going with no one
autumn evening ~Basho
Shinano road —
how many nights now
that moon on the eves? ~Issa
*cited in:
The Narrow Road to Oku
Matsuo Basho
Trans: Donald Keene
paths of existence
A short night
wakes me from a dream
that seemed so long ~Yayo
My personal musings escort me along paths of existence that often are, for others, unknown dimensions of imaginative conclusions
photo friday: springtime
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape–the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. ~Andrew Wyeth*
Snow yet remaining
The evening slopes are misty –
An evening in spring. ~Iio Sogi**
cited in:
*John Connolly, The Wrath of Angels
**Faubion Bowers, The Classic Tradition of Haiku
wordless wednesday IV
confined by a thick wall
Buddha’s Enlightenment:
If you take pride in your attainment or become discouraged because of your idealistic effort, your practice will confine you by a thick wall*
*cited in:
Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind
Shunryu Suzuki
autumn remains
Seeing our finger,
hearing a frog jump into the water,
experiencing the sunrise,
washing one’s face in the early morning –
anything will serve as a medium of realization if the mind is serene ~ Robert Aitken, A Zen Wave
If you stay at a place where a feeling of loneliness
[or sadness, detachment, voidness] comes,
the contemplative absorption arises in us ~Paltrul Rimpoche
accompany you home
Dear Larry,
as the winter winds travel across Wyoming’s landscape
the swirling snow releases its memories of you, lost upon Casper Mountain
its frigid touch awakens me to imagine your
aloneness in that wilderness of blinding snow
cries, deafened by the river of winds,
calling out in hope for
a human form to emerge out of the whiteness
the warmth of a human hand
the sound of a voice, comforting you
to accompany you home.
as I become lost within this winter’s swirling thoughts
the river winds tear into my soul
releasing tears arising from
the darkness of grief’s aloneness, seeking
a knowing to emerge out of ignorance’s darkness
you found peace
within a loving presence
that embraced you
and accompanied you home –
until then may refuge be found within the nature of things.
repose
repose
In a world
of lies–why not blossoms
that don’t fall ~ Sogi*
cited in Steven D Carter, Haiku before Haiku
a meditative journey 
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