Old Pond, Frog Jumps In - Plop.

Clapping My Hands With The Echoes The Summer Moon Begins To Dawn.

With Every Gust Of Wind, The Butterfly Changes Its Place On The Willow.

All My Friends / Viewing The Moon – / An Ugly Bunch.

He Who Creates Three To Five Haiku Poems During A Lifetime Is A Haiku Poet. He Who Attains To Completes Ten Is A Master.

Why So Scrawny, Cat? Starving For Fat Fish Or Mice... Or Backyard Love?