Haiku

The Sky
Sorched By the Sun
Weeps
Fecund Trees.

But the forest
Wounded by the Wind
Weeps
Dead Leaves.


Why So Wintery
Summers
Yet to Come, the fall of
Glorious Autumn


If I could use words
Like Falling Leaves
What a bonfire
My Poems would make.


(James Clavell - Shogun)
Haiku Poetry contest between
LORD YOSHI TORANAGA & LADY MARIKO TODA