The Ghost of Basho - A Haiku Trail
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When twilight begins I feel this shudder within
A Haiku Ghost story about Basho the king of Haiku in Japan I am privileged to have walked the same streets. All though can walk the same path with his words...

The Ghost of Basho - A Haiku Trail

When twilight begins

When twilight begins I feel this shudder within

When twilight begins I feel this shudder within I feel paper thin

The ominous feel

The ominous feel Across the streets and rice fields

The ominous feel Across the streets and rice fields For the poets whom keeled

Now the Moon & the sun

Now the Moon & the sun simultaneous glisten

Now the Moon & the sun simultaneous glisten To prose I listen

His words are walking

His words are walking people in bustling cities

His words are walking people in bustling cities Poetry talking

delve into wisdom

delve into wisdom I am gaunt and too gawking

delve into wisdom I am gaunt and too gawking crickets and birds cheep

day held in defeat

day held in defeat The land of the rising sun

day held in defeat The land of the rising sun town of haiku king

Words with no venom

Words with no venom They gently caress and sting

Words with no venom They gently caress and sting There resonance rings

Then hearing a sound

Then hearing a sound following footsteps on ground

Then hearing a sound following footsteps on ground ripple in the pond

Ears pert in waiting

Ears pert in waiting The tree and moonlight shading

Ears pert in waiting The tree and moonlight shading yet the source is gone

Inspired by Walking through the town of which Basho made his home. In Japan close to the city of Nagasaki Basho often heralded as the king of Haiku

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