Monday, September 23, 2013

Whitecaps on the Bay

Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life.    ~Santoka Taneda

In pale moonlight
the wisteria's scent
comes from far away.  ~ Yosa Buson

moonless night...
a powerful wind embraces
the ancient cedars.  ~ Matsuo Basho

Whitecaps on the bay:
A broken signboard banging
In the April wind. - Richard Wright