meigetsu ya ike o megurite yo mo sugara
the autumn full moon:
all night long
I paced round the lake.
To me this poem by Basho creates a feeling of being stunned to silence by the beauty of the moon. In Sweden the autumn moon is something special, after the long nights with almost daylight, the moon makes it’s presence known in early autumn. It’s like a dear friend returning, and the nights are still mild enough to be out and enjoy its silver light.
the returning moon
bleeds its silver in the sea –
my silent footfall
Linked to Carpe Diem
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Bleeds its sliver…such intense emotion…it feels like the last all night dance…
That’s beautiful.
Ah! How wonderfully satisfying this is.
A beauty Björn
love the ‘silent foot all’ ~ lovely haiku and photo! ~ artmusedog and carol (A Creative Harbor)
This is very moving: the silver scene set and the silent foot fall.
Really enjoyed your haibun – and that photo is stunning!
Bjorn, Beautiful piece. 🙂 —Susan
Very beautifully said 🙂
Lovely moonglade.
as per: “Ink is darkest when used at midnight”
I think you could pen a verse or two with that! -Thanks~J.
I should keep a notebook on all those little snippets I leave in the comment box..
I have done that with some of my comments. Turned them into longer verse. But not all 😉