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dawn . . .
the croak from one frog
starts a round
winter silence
one frog
summer night
a kawazu perched by the pond
jumps over himself
smell of burning leaves.
the frog caught
in my throat
There's this frog (you dig?)
and this "sorta" cool old pond --
PLOP!
* * *
haiku fisherman
listening for frogs
at Basho's pond
* * *
Basho's pond -
haijins chase frogs
for bait
spring peepers ~
sounds rebound from
wet pebbles
suburban morning
traffic surges through sound's pond
can't hear a frog jump
* * *
caldera
a frog jumps in--
frog legs!
(HSA Southwest Region co-ordinator)
the last piece of wood
stacked neatly with the others
a frog sits naked
Caught the frog
that lectured last night
outside my bedroom window.
old pond
only
its croak
(HSA 2nd Vice President)
clear through
the noon whistle
spring peepers
(HSA 2nd Vice President)
honoring basho-ki
listening to frog song --
one gray heron
(FWHS Treasurer)
Beside the stream
A drunken frog belched
Breaking icicles.
* * *
An old priest
Still breathing, just so.
Wind frogs, ah!
* * *
I slept well
When allowed time.
Go away white frogs.
night walk
along the riverbank
frogs joking
(PP: Asahi Haikuist Network, 1999)
croaking frog--
my first night
visiting this house
Rivers going by
Bees are blurting out buzz, buzz
Frogs jumping by day
(14 years old - Houston Texas)
field trip
the children spot a frog
under teacher's boot
if a frog jumps and
no haiku poet is there,
does it make a sound?
(HSA President)
Frogs are animals
Splash, jump, slimy, gross, jumpy
Are cool animals
(14 years old - Houston Texas)
hoeing the garden--
a dried frog
broken in two
(HSA 1st Vice President)
green spring lillypad
empty within round ripples
frog dives for treasure
* * *
frog flies free from earth
finds bright home in summer sky
green constellation
* * *
white frog hops on cloud
hide and seek with autumn wind
sky gives him away
* * *
frog reels after tongue
stuck pink to cold winter food
even flies frozen
* * *
haiku frog so tired
leaping through every season
longing just for rest
by clicking on the mail eating frog
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