Treefrogs
treefrogs treefrogs!
The sound of rain.

—Christopher Baskind
        

About the author: Christopher Baskind (kit at paperfrog.com) is a broadcaster and writer living in Pensacola, Florida. He co-moderates Mountain-Home, the Yahoo Group home of modern waka. Baskind also publishes PaperFrog.com, a Buddhist-influenced journal exploring spirituality, poetry, and nature.

 

Responses to the haiku for 25 May 2004 by Christopher Baskind

  1.  
    lana b
    2004-05-25 01:41:41
     

    raising moon
    child jumps
    to see it first

  2.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-05-25 02:20:35
     

    still breeze -
    quarter moon
    languishing through the pines

  3.  
    john tiong chunghoo
    2004-05-25 05:15:18
     

    his guitar chords
    the recurring sound
    of gentle waves

  4.  
    P. Dillenschneider
    2004-05-25 12:23:42
     

    someone explain this haiku to me

  5.  
    Frank Fejes
    2004-05-25 13:38:02
     

    P. D., I would explain it as:

    Treefrogs
    treefrogs treefrogs!
    The sound of rain.

    :)

  6.  
    artsy
    2004-05-25 15:26:08
     

    drizzle drizzle, drop drop
    into the buckets
    ... roof still leaks!

  7.  
    israel l. balan
    2004-05-25 16:34:47
     

    rain and rain---
    again a telephone rings
    nobody answers

  8.  
    artsy
    2004-05-25 17:53:27
     

    drizzle drizzle, drop drop
    into the buckets
    ... roof still leaks!

  9.  
    Vasile Moldovan (vasilemoldovan at yahoo dot com)
    2004-05-26 02:00:56
     

    In the puddle
    under the lonely plopar
    the treefrogs, cuples - cuples

  10.  
    2004-08-08 16:04:53
     

    > someone explain ...

    1. It's wet, and the rain has excited the treefrogs.
    2. The call of the treefrogs sounds a bit as if they are saying their own name.
    3. There are lots of frogs.
    4. The treefrogs and the rain share the same nature.

  11.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-09-05 02:48:22
     

    i ponder the ability of anyone to "explain" a haiku.
    a haiku, truly an observation
    but never an understanding, revelation,
    nor explanation.
    one's observation, too often overlooked

    "aha"

    -

    howling winds -
    whispers, in my ear

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