Old binoculars –
Pick out deer on the mountain ~
Boyhood memories.
Old binoculars –
Pick out deer on the mountain ~
Boyhood memories.
Facebook memories –
Prompting a recreation ~
Journeys of the mind.
Snails in old plastic –
My Grandma would have killed them ~
I donât have the heart.
New plastic bottle snail home –
Sheâs smiling, shaking her head.
Try to fix a watch-
But I destroy it instead ~
A waste of my time.
Sound of chimney wind –
Gives February gusts a voice ~
Old memories.
Her red wine stained lips –
Bringing back old memories ~
Have you been feeding?
New Year’s Day, all day –
I am ‘minded, once again ~
A bright Summer noon.
(After BashÅ)