Green heart of the creek Every year turns sun to air We breathe it deeply Old tree now laid low Still greets everyone passing by August noon again Yellow pond lily The creek's bright badge of August Sings a warm solo Water lily white Makes turtle lilypad bright Kerplop! Dives in Happy paddlers we Traveling the cool creek free This bright August noon Worn wood up and down Hugs the creek in rain or drought Awaiting boaters Mirrored on the creek Quiet paddle strokes, drip drop Gliding through August Rustling cattails wave While drifting in the current The kayak passes Noon Wabasis creek Clear water moves through August Wind on the wetlands
Haiku is rooted in noticing nature, intensely seeing changes and moments of wonder. English 'ku can do this imagistic work without 17 syllables. These photos spark such written poems.