Japanese poetic form, the haibun. Winner Oriental Poetry Contest, 01/31/2020.
Walking across an African field at night, flashlight spearing my path, I hear the sound of a dripping tap. Boink! There are no standpipes in the open veld. My spotlight finds a tiny frog, his mating call the perfect imitation of something he can never have heard.
water on porcelain
life in darkening skies
Poetic Form: Haibun
Modern haiku of 15 syllables