Sa mưa giông.

Haiku.



Spring:
A hill without a name
Veiled in morning mist.

The beginning of autumn:
Sea and emerald paddy
Both the same green.

The winds of autumn
Blow: yet still green
The chestnut husks.

A flash of lightning:
Into the gloom
Goes the heron's cry.

Basho.

uncertain.i didn't have any summer romance at all.

Comments

Kyokyosuke316 Monday, August 30, 2010 1:28:44 AM

i was just passing and came across a Haiku from Thu!o_O
whoa!!this is awesome.^-^
is there anything you can't do!hahaha.appare yo!(great job)

ThubãO Monday, August 30, 2010 1:33:33 AM

this is from Basho baby.lol lol
haven't seen you lately.that upsets me.lol

Kyokyosuke316 Monday, August 30, 2010 1:48:00 AM

doh Un!it's still great.
of course i've been rather ghostly here,i'm kind of not in the mood to social as much. faint i know,i suck,but i'm on yahoo occasionally,i think. lol

Jellysucculent Monday, August 30, 2010 9:38:33 AM

Hai You!

ThubãO Monday, August 30, 2010 1:09:56 PM

happy wink

Freya RedFreya Thursday, September 2, 2010 7:38:04 PM

Good choice. The winds of Autumn are beginning to blow here a bit. It`s still warm, but I can feel the seasons changing slowly; the fruits on the trees ripen and fall, leaves take on a new colour and the sun gives off the last of it Summer heat. smile

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