I
a brass bell clangs
in the old temple yard,
tuning my mind
II
at river’s edge,
entranced by water’s flow —
roused by a chirp
III
noisy forest —
a sudden silence,
roused by a hush
POEM: Waking Mind Haiku
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Three Animal Haiku
I
treed monkeys —
each set of roving eyes
finds its own mark
II
a squirrel sniffs,
smelling the plump acorn
beneath damp leaves
III
a housecat
stalks prey, tiger-like,
no-mind / tail-mind
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Three River Haiku
I
from a tree’s shade,
i admire bright, blue skies —
sunlight shimmers
II
washer-woman,
sitting at the river’s edge,
envying flow
III
foggy river
its far bank hazy,
a duck quacks
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Floral Haiku
I
bougainvillea
wall of many colors
flames in sunlight
II
carpenter bee
submerges in a flower,
falling to earth
III
frangipani
blossom sits on sidewalk
courting glances
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Three Lost Mind Haiku
I
lost in thought —
a bird chitters nearby,
or did it?
II
tripping on a root,
falling awake, landing,
what happened?
III
Kingfisher
sits on a bobbing limb
just watching
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Sunrise on the Mountain Haiku
I
jagged ridges
fade to obscurity,
and so do I
II
one mountaintop
shines in the morning sun,
the rest in shade
III
sunrays slant
from clouds to mountains —
morning rips through
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A Few Indian City Senryū
I
crossing the street
in Bangalore traffic —
never more alive
II
even in wee hours,
if I hear only silence,
I know I’m asleep
III
random backstreet:
yet, more color than a
carnival midway
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Rewilding Haiku
under jungle
creepers, trees, and moss
lost cities wait
one clean edge
of rough chiseled stone
peeks from mound
when we’re gone
something will remain
of us, and not…
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Five Hampi Haiku
I
flat waters
glide wide at the bend,
their might mute
II
boulders stacked
in precarious piles —
yet they stand
III
the palm trees
stand over stone ruins —
upright sentries
IV
a leaning tree
reaches its gnarled, bent trunk
to shade pilgrims
V
strange landscape —
rubble swept into piles
by what hand?
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Windy Day Haiku
I
two tall pines —
one bends more in the wind,
lean-in for kiss
II
the tall grass
lunges and retreats
with wind gusts
III
in springtime,
breezes, gusts, and gales
affirm flower’s view
