coincidence

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dinner time


snow glides
from the roof - cheese melts
in my mouth



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clouds

cold rain ... the mountains turn canvas

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A few days later, in response to a friend


early morning ...
my mountains grow invisible
with clouds
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sparrow and Buddha

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winter rain -
a sparrow shits
on my stone Buddha



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crocus

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cold sunset -
the crocus shuts
its blossoms



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They are out since two days, even if it gets minus four centigrade in the morning.



Crocus KIGO



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Buddha in Light

winter sunset - half of my Buddha still in the light

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winter sunset -
a little pink hope
for tomorrow
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http://haikuandhappiness.blogspot.jp/2010/12/winter-sunset.html


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roof painting

painting the roof -a dangerous joblooks like fun spraying color - the smell lingers in the valley

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spring begins

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spring blossoms -
the old farmer
coughs blood



You met him and his blossoms before here



spring blossoms, here to be read as a verb ...








The Japanese Haiku Spring starts on February 4



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dancing water

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Dancing Water ...
and what is your name?
Dancing with Wolves



We have quite a few kigo with water




and more about drinking water





The God of Water in Katsuyama



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And count each separate day
As a separate life.

— Seneca




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stray dogs

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winter morning -
three stray dogs
at the post box



Our post box is at the end of the road up on the mountain.
These poor creatures were looking quite out of place and seemd so afraid of humans, they ran away as soon as I started to "talk" to them.



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little icicles

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midday sunshine -
the icicles fall
with a PING


We are in another cold wave,
minus 4 centigrade this morning.
The snow dripps slowly from the roof, forming little icicles of about 5 cm length on each indenture of the tin. They hang in there like the teeth of a saw.

When I was out for a moment, I heared a PING of something hitting metal, one more PING ...
The icicles fell one by one and hit the metal grit of the water drainage,
a natural organ playing the PINGS ...



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One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself,
"What if I had never seen this before?
What if I knew i would never see it again?"


Rachel Carson




This is a good advise
to ask yourself
before writing a haiku !


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Dalai Lama

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Compassion is not religious business,
it is human business;
it is not luxury,
it is essential
for our own peace and mental stability;
it is essential for human survival.

quote : 　Dalai Lama





compassion
on the haiku way ...
way to go



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walking

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I pray
with my whole body -
walking in the cold




Minus Four Centigrade



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