While I prefer to break away from the 5-7-5 scheme and other traditional haiku rules, I still think haiku or senryu (in its modern avatar) should seize the essence of a moment anchored in the close observation of nature. This is truly the hardest form of poetry to get right- to be simple yet profound, layered yet obvious, beautiful yet utterly truthful.
contrary to the summer rain
this endless waiting
she hides my unfinished dreams
in her folds
together we watch
orange tulips filling with rain
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