Showing posts with label Parasol Mushroom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parasol Mushroom. Show all posts

Thursday, May 14, 2026

A Parasol Mushroom - senryu, possible a haiku

 

 

A Parasol Mushroom

 

A tiny white house

Appears on the lawn at dawn

But where is the toad?

 

 

To a child a mushroom is a toadstool. I have never seen a toad resting on or sheltering beneath a toadstool, but I keep looking. I imagine it would be rather like Bilbo Baggins, smoking a pipe and reading its morning letters.

 

 

Life as a Noisy Waiting Room - poem

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