This is the 10th Anniversary of of Basho-ki pages.
We have a lot planned this year. Basho-ki haiku readings,
a contest and an anthology.
AmphibianArk has also declared this the Year Of The Frog!
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moving grass
after summer rain
new crop of frogs
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walking along small stream
frogs jump in
splash, splash, splash
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full moon
cool wind blowing ripples
frog's splash
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old wooden bucket
tadpoles swim around
after summer shower
***
dog barking
looking up from grass
huge brown toad
secretions are the slipperiness of skin
tree-frog choir practice
in the sweet still of evening
harmonies rising
lions and lambs?
this March again we wait
for spring peepers
pond ripples
frog’s bass croak
within scale
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morning warmth
a tadpole swims past
lily pads
***
pond’s edge
a frog decides
to make the jump
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dawn breaks
pond grows quiet
after a loud night of song
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ice rimmed pond
one mallard and I
hear frog sounds
interrupted concert
first croaks this spring
still without reply
Fly eaters with their
skinny legs. The French eat them
But no-one I know
Robert John Mestre
Basho's frog-
we listen to its sound's echo...
the echo of echo
little frogs leap
into
concentric cirlces
***
Top hat and cane
strutting step
Hello!, ma baby...
eyes closed
the frogs sing louder
a distant train answers
***
sitting on a fresh dirt mound
a bull frog and
I
***
on the river bank
we bait two cane poles
grandpa said frogs talk
the big one says "come across"
the little ones say "too deep"
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leaping into the bayou
cajun frog
or was that an alligator?
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rain puddles
neighborhood kids
play leap frog
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the sound of a frog
from beneath her desk
---- colcannon afterglow
***
Tribute to Arthur Roberts
new wooden deck
even the frogs ask
where he has gone
early spring
I plant a frog pond
to havest haiku
***
empty house
frogs sing a dirge
for my father
***
bending under
the weight of the rain
the frog joins the pond
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earth hour--
in the darkness
frog song
***
frog-faced Heqt
sings for spring's return
rain on the Nile
***
second plague--
frogs in the
bread ovens
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biology class
the teen witch refuses
to dissect a frog
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puberty
the choir boy
croaks like a frog
***
the cat plays
with the rubber frogs--
outside a toad croaks
***
japanese garden
the toad burps
like her husband
kawazudirt road moon
frogs we gigged
heavy in the bag
he is an old soul
he gives his wisdom in song
the frog on the log
***
he calls forth the rains
that cleanses earth and soul
he is walosi
(Cherokee for frog)
near dusk--
a tadpole surfacing
bursts the moon
First Place Winner
March 2008 Shiki Kukai
"any spring" Kigo
traffic
forced to choose -
migrating toads
***
unblinking
the toad who lives
in the privy
***
startled
we jump together
the frog and I
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by clicking on the mail eating frog
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