A Basket full of Haiku

The air a little fresh

But the golden rim of clouds

And the skylark’s flight

Dewdrops on the grass

Morning sun in warm colours

And the warbler sings

Dance of butterflies

Descending and then climbing

First and only love

Breeze fading away

Bamboo still shaking off

Some yellow leaves

Geese fly back and forth

And will not start to migrate

During this Summer

The roofs are still wet

Rabbits hiding in burrows

But birds look for worms

Starry sky above

Looking to the dark bushes

Fireflies playing stars

Under light blue sky

The barley field rolls golden

A walker passing

Lightning and thunder

Move on with the summer wind

Streaks of mist rising

Hot Summer day

Thermic lifts the hawk high up

Then diving down

Body still asleep

Mind keeps wandering

On the road