September garden
goldfish circle near Buddha
my father’s pond
© G.s.k. ‘15
watching the goldfish
swimming in their pond
he feels so close
© G.s.k. ‘15
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For: Carpe Diem #777 kingyo (goldfish)
引越しのたびに大きくなる金魚
hikkoshi no tabi ni ookiku naru kingyo
every time we move
the goldfish
grows bigger
五月雨に金魚銀魚のきげん哉
samidare ni kingyo ginyo no kigen kana
in Fifth Month rain –
feeling like silver
or goldfish
along the canal
gazing at the mirror-like water
my first catch
my first catch
the line almost breaks
a gold carp
a gold carp
hooked at my fishing line –
mouth watering
Chevrefeuille (2013)
koi san mo koi wazurai aru ka yoru atsushi
can a carp
get love-sick?
hot summer night
(his haiku is chock-full of word play – as “koi” can be “koi, the carp 鯉”or “koi, the love 恋”. )
an orange flash
and then – only green –
was that a koi?
Paloma
Such lovely images…
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Thanks … my father’s fish pond was his delight.
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I can well imagine.
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Thoughts of autumn already, to escape the summer heat! Refreshing image 🙂
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Yes … how strange we are … 🙂
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One thing leads to another…
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True … 🙂
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There is trepidation there – serious haiku.
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Ah yes … the pond with its goldfish remains though its creator left us a few years ago.
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