Following are several translations
of the 'Old Pond' poem, which may be
the most famous of all haiku:
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Today I pass the time reading
a favorite haiku,
saying the few words over and over.
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Drinking my tea
Without sugar-
No difference.
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Moon in satin while veil
sees reflection in groom’s eye-
blushes like morn’s sun
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The eyes of lovers
locked passionately with eachother-
searching for heart's key
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We need real love
To establish real peace
Springs from real love.
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Fighting for freedom,
Fall of a valiant soldier
Resting in the Lord
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cover of the clouds
opened up for the moonbeam
spring of love in life
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Butterfly in class
learns lessons along with kids.
Excellent student.
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The extreme storm waves
Aim to sweep the running clouds
And the lone sparrow.
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A human blossom
Blooming with the breath of life -
Totally awesome
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MY MOTHER’S KISS
Your kiss
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after summer's rain
God's promise is remembered
glorious rainbow
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Like medieval knights
Armor clad, in fields battle
To reap victory
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a winter sunset
fog is ready to catch up
chilling nights are back
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haiku one:
in criss-crossing shadows
of the mountains, we admire
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A SUDDEN TURN (original version)
a fish darts forward
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scent of plum blossoms
on the misty mountain path
a big rising sun
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Into the deep woods
Of a huge ancient mountain
The wind sings freedom.
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Fed on power lust
Bloody squabble of kingly egos
Nobody wins this game.
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a butterfly in neon gas
flashing candied colors
breathing that which
exhaling that which
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Warm air's gentle flow
Contours silk dress hugging curves
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beneath cloudy sky
ducks are splashing in the lake
silence is broken
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The sound of wooden rake scratching concrete.
walk nearer - rustle of dry leaves.
This, the beginning of a Japanese haiku
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Just like the haiku ‘ The cosmic union'
Where the sky bows down to kiss the earth,
Here is an adorable poet -
Dr. M. Asim Nehal
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Hand in hand
hand in it
it in hand
it in it.
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ALWAYS BECOMING
pond laughs with ripples
spreading across its old face
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the passing of time —
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Sprightly and very much alive
For someone seventy-five
Wearing her trade mark sunglasses
To hide any trace of wrinkles
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Touch
His warm, sideways glance
Wrapped me like an angora shawl-
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only a day's life
but butterflies live it up
dancing in delight.
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I regret today
Dreams I've yet to realize
Running out of time
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bliss the goose pimple
it is when you are all 'live'
GOD touches you then
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Poetry turns into jugglery,
As I struggle with counting syllables
To meet the demands of structure-
Haiku, iambic pentameter,
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The tree
undresses itself
shyly sheds its leaves
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Death
Inevitable?
Death most certainly is not.
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A poem is a catch
Of butterfly words
That I chase with a pen
Within a paper mesh
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war memorial
reccuring, late dad's words
that war is a shame
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You’re a poet, as they say
All you write is poetically full of art
Wince when you read your stuff
As from literacy you stand apart
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Imperceptible
at first, sunlight changing; then
dusky, or faded,
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desolate mountains
those tiny flowers, in breeze
hanging on the cliff
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butterfly flutters
flowers engross and enjoy
nectar sucked slyly
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As Mankind consumes
Everything, it’s Coaxing Mother
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longer days -
catching more
morning melodies
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on the road
pictures without words
mile after mile
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You smile
just like
my favourite foreign movie
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Yasuhara Teishitsu
destroyed all but three
of his
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New pond.
Young boys go splash...splash &...splash!
Old frog croaks: 'Fcuk off! '
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If you want drama
Cockiness and arrogance
Vote for Obama
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As the snowman stands
Children go for a hot coco
Watching the snow fall
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The leaves of Autumn
lovely gold and brown colors
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Empty field except
clouds grazing at its centre
somewhere far off...sheep.
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The Bloodthirsty More Than Ferocious Animal (Haiku Poetry)
January 28, 2020
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Morn sky caked with smog
Sun concealed in misty lair
Foggy thoughts in mind.
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Seedlings- already
planted; myself, as free as
Clouds of autumn sky!
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Wielding his blood sword,
A hero who fights with pride,
And slays with honor.
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Sentiments in bloom
Blossom from my golden pen -
Fragrant petals strewn
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Lingering over us
Protecting all from harms way
Angelic replay
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4 Haiku for the spirit
To fly far away
Let clouds absorb unhappiness
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Solitude is here
Somewhere, he is gone away
Never to return
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Come friendly mist &
fall on Slough....forgetting now
John Betjamin's bombs.
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I must try haiku,
There is nothing left to do,
But try something new,
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I’m Picasso if you asked colour of my eye
In séance I only speak Greek; come hither
Only if your soul has ears
I’m a Pharaoh and accept only sons for supper
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