Old pond
spacecraft jumps in
splash!
#haiku after Basho
Old pond
spacecraft jumps in
splash!
#haiku after Basho
We said we’d go back
someday. It was a promise.
And then the years passed.
Tomorrow
we head out once more
to explore.
Some sol soon
an artist will sketch
a landscape.
We come home,
and the ocean lilts
beneath us.
Morning Moon:
a phantom hiding
in the clouds.
Cloudy day:
the transit unfolds
somewhere else.
Encroaching summer:
the spaces reserved for stars
slowly filled with leaves.
In my dreams
I race paper boats
on Titan.
There’s so much to see,
but my eye keeps catching on
the one bright rainbow.