So day 2 is here already! Here’s todays haiku, thought up whilst on my way home from work:
Work has ended now
Some one busking, bye bye love
Onward home, sunset.
I was thinking on the way home while composing my lil haiku, how much my life is all cityscape/life. And how the early traditional haiku masters poems refelected their surroundings. For instance this beautifully simple piece by Matsuo Basho (or usually Basho for short:
Furuike ya old pond
Kawazu tobikomu a frog leaps in
Mizu no oto water’s sound.
I included the “romaji” japanese so those who are so inclined can count the sylables, as the translation doesn’t have the traditional 17 sylables.
I hope you enjoy todays offerings, I’m off to blow my nose! Damn cold!