Carpe Diem Little Critters – frog
also the bullfrog listens to the nightingale – pond is kissed in gold Linked to Carpe Diem October 2, 2014
also the bullfrog listens to the nightingale – pond is kissed in gold Linked to Carpe Diem October 2, 2014
picking cherry bloom – even young monks feel the wind a drunken geisha the old pond a frog jumps in hungry heron moonshine – a morning thunderstorm the old still […]
tadpoles in pond are spawning as tender spring morn dawning though they’re safer in numbers crane still eats frog and slumbers I could not get anything better than this, it […]
silver wisps of mist gently swirl with dancing cranes – melt in rising sun the old frog watch in awe in safety from piercing bills My own haiku in tan-renga […]
Quite a challenge to rewrite the masterpiece by Basho: old pond a frog jumps into the sound of water My take after reading Kristsjaan‘s article by the lake hermit and […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis