

listen, water falls, red camellias fade on branch, hollow bamboo, beat
spring blossoms unfold, Japanese Garden quiet, meditative bliss
sketching camellias, one garden fills all senses, restoring my soul

Writing haiku poetry is another creative outlet for me.
The two formats that intrigue me are the-
one word, two words, sentence, two words, one word
and the more traditional five-seven-five syllables.
I wrote the three haiku poems after spending a morning in the Japanese Garden.
The water feature above creates a hollow bamboo beat every two minutes. The larger bamboo tube on the left, fills with water, empties into the bowl and hits the rock behind it when empty to make a hollow thumping sound or beat.
Portland's Japanese Garden is a feast for all senses and is especially beautiful in springtime.