(Bashing Basho)
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No one pond
along this sound but I,
this frog.
.
.
lone’s this:
we eve an autumn branch;
no one sits.
.
April floats and stirs;
how soon it must willow.
The butterfly leaves.
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Written for Margo.
Discombobulate some haiku here.
Read Basho’s originals here.
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Very nice haikus 🙂
My favorite is the first one. I will be discombobulating more haiku.
Right? So much fun. And I just love using the word “discombobulating.” 😉
I can’t decide between the first and third, but I do love discombobulating, too. Such great fun!
Calm, beautiful haikus.
Great. My favorite is the third one
Thanks for the discombobulate. What fun 🙂
Very nice. I love all of them!
I am swooning over these. You have made my morning!
“No one pond
along this sound but I” This is exactly how I feel (“pond” being a verb, of course). Ponding along sound can be lonely. Thanks for doing it with me, froggy friend.
I so love “willow” as a verb. There should be WAY more willowing in the world. We’d all be happier, wouldn’t we?
I was truly enamored of these, when they got fully finessed, too. Almost like yoda talk. 😉 And yes, to all nouns as verbs. All of ’em.