A Blast of Haiku with Basho


a withering blast
the pain of a swelling
on a man’s face


Today’s haiku is about being punched in the face by a cold gust of wind. Sometimes the weather does feel like a being out to get you.

The prompt from Grayson Queen’s Somethingist Challenge for today is “something closed” and a fist is closed when it hits you. Also, I have been neglecting to share Basho this month and I need to get back to that, as I still have several favorites to share with you. I also have new haiku to share, so as National Blogging Month comes to an end, please keep following me as I will be blogging every week no matter what month it is.

fog,early morning,trees,bushes,black and white photo,

nanopolano,nablopomo,2018 event,


Mum Haiku by Basho

drinking morning tea
the monk is quiet
as is the mum flower


Sometimes simple haiku is nice.

yellow mum,red mum,over-sized mums,fall flowers,flowers in a barrel,

Political Haiku


to hear the wild goose
is my reason to go
to the capital in autumn


Was this a political poem? It seems poets have always used poetry to express thoughts on their leaders.


goose and ducks

Thicket Haiku for Basho Thursday


do not forget
that in the thicket are
plum blossoms

This reminds me of that quote about roses. I used to share quotes on Friday.

I don’t know how I let myself get out of order – but here is another of my favorites from the 200’s. Basho wrote 1,012 haiku. I am sharing my favorites on Thursdays.

tiger lily butterfly on red flower

Melon Haiku

don’t be like me
even though we’re like the melon
split in two

Supposedly Basho had children. I wonder if he wrote this for his son or another family member, or someone he thought was his soulmate? I think this could explain how we feel when we see our children make the same mistakes that we did.

Confinement Haiku


winter confinement
again I’ll lean on
this post

Yeah, so not looking forward to the winter blues. Spring is my favorite holiday.

cold outside,winter in the window,snow,snowfall,looking through the window

Then You will Understand


sleep on a journey
then you will understand my poem
Autumn winds


Yes. Travel, even local travel will reveal so much to you. PS this is a cellphone picture. The app has gotten better about letting me use pictures from my cell and then editing from the desktop.

With Nothing To Cling To


in the middle of a field
with nothing to cling to
a skylark sings

What a neat visual. The birds have to trust their wings. 

black birds,birds against morning sky,flock of birds,

Walking in Haiku with Basho


full moon
walking around the pond
all night


I really like this one. Who hasn’t tossed and turned and felt like they’ve walked for miles instead of laying in bed? 

big trees and little pond cows

Closer to the Root


falling to the ground
a flower closer to the root
bidding farewell


This was written when Basho was mourning the death of priest Tando.

angel statue in flower bed

Reluctant Haiku

from deep in the peony’s stamens
a bee crawls out
a reluctant parting


This week’s poem from Basho is about not wanting to leave his friend’s house and travel on. He enjoyed traveling, but there were places he wished he could have stayed longer. Isn’t that the way with all travelers? They are so many more places left to go, but good friends and cool places must be left behind to see new places.

clouds from above,wing of the plane,flying on a plane,window seat,

Where Basho got his ideas.

short iris,new iris,iris leaves,iris' leaf,


rabbit-ear iris
it gives me an idea
for a poem


Basho took most of his inspiration from nature. I try to always use nature when writing a haiku, but I use nature in many of my poems, no matter what form they are. How often does nature show up in your poems?