Noise

Background noise
In waves of snowflakes
Life disappears

Continuum

The past may cry
For a glimpse of fate
Present lingers

Steps

Stepping twice
In the same river
Of my thoughts

Waves

Learning thoughts
To drift with the waves
Up to the shores

Perception

In frog’s eyes
The pond’s an ocean
Till the salt-smack

Web

A spider's wide web
Between Mathematics books
A geometer

Novices

Do gods play chess
They aren’t good at all
At playing dice

Shine

Learning each day
By its darkest hour
Till the sun shines

Play

Checkmate
And life goes on
Bit longer

Remains

Remains of the day
So scattered in time
Become life itself

Touch

Afraid to touch
That tiny snowflake
As it touched me

Haiku

Raindrops sounding
On my frozen skin
No translation

Icy

A thought passed
As fast as it came
Slippery heart

Wavery

Splashes of wind
No water to drown
My own sorrow

Shades

Shades in windows
Night seems to reveal
Its own story

Spring

Buds in the snow
What a great morning
For a sunrise

Times

An old-sword master
Cut the worth of his paintings
Inexpensive joy

Sleepwalking

Glacial morning
On sleepwalkers’ path
Barefoot thoughts

Jump

Frogs jumping
As we’re passing by
Swift bog splashes

Nostalgia

New trains speeding
On road to Kyoto
Samurai dream