Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

old pond,
 a frog jumps:
  "plop-splash!"

Original: 古池や蛙飛びこむ水の音; Romanized: furu ike ya kawazu tobikomu mizu no oto

crossing a clearing,
 a deer disappears before
  eyes can lock on it.

a rotten log:
 turned into a work of art
  by fungi.

in the morning,
 a fresh blanket of snow
  makes the world look new.
 by day's end, it's well-trodden:
  a car driven off the lot.

with taut anchor line,
 the fisherman's boat looks still
  in flowing waters.

Spring wildflowers
 cluster among the rocks; 
  sheep bells clang nearby.

a road parts the woods,
 one lane splits up nature...
  or does it?

bee-eater sits still --
 not searching, not flitting:
  worried of bee's plight?

grasses sway,
 the egret stalks, & even
  tree roots seem to crawl.

a young monkey
 king kongs through a forest
  of aerial roots.