Written for:  Carpe Diem #1453  – dripping water

dripping (spring water)

dripping (spring-water) (shitatari)

water dripping over moss –
the old man bites
a bit of air 

© Ishida Yoshihiro (a contemporary of Basho)


water dripping
after the summer storm
the only sound

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

sparkling as crystal
water drops dance and scatter
on summer leaves


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to droplets

  1. V.J. Knutson says:

    I love your version – more celebratory.


  2. Janice says:

    I enjoy how you feature the haiku in Chevrefeuille’s post as it allows me to savour them again. Your haiku here is particularly beautiful…I love the way water droplets roll on leaves and you bring up that image well.


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