Cold frogs drink the sun Making choirs of green voices That thrill March oak trees Sky shines off the pond Telling forest life to bloom Spring is time to grow Honey Creek runs clear Cold song in warming woodland Source of life to all Nearing the frog pond Spring song grows stronger each step Jet rumbling above Nineteen fifty-eight So many Lent fish dinners A springtime custom High water nearby March thaw and big rain brings more Walking the river Waiting for fried fish Patient diners watch the show Plates served one by one Sleep, wait, food to go Living in the open air Cold nights of springtime Crews work all seasons Snowy for the March work list Dressed warmly and snug Yellow faces bright Against dull winter carpet Leaf litter lies still Maybe the last snow This fine cold clear March morning Melted by tonight Snow shaken around Adding visual flavor Winter's aftertaste Hungry fish and hooks Fateful March river meetings Who gets to eat now? Backlit seedpods stand Tall above the wet...
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.