I came across a suggestion of going for a “Haiku nature walk”. I’ve never truly understood the appeal of Haikus, as they tend to end just as you get into them. Nevertheless, I appreciated the idea and so took ten minutes to visit our office gardens. Here’s what I found hidden amongst the greenery:
- Haikus belong here / in a garden with fountains / where white ripples sway.
- The first bench was drenched / in a shower of sunlight / but the second, shade.
- Some Agapanthus… / or are these Christmas roses? / I always forget.
- The waterlogged grass / has a tinselly shimmer / til summer passes.