At first I thought it might be nice to create a Summer Haiku poems book, but then realised I wouldn't be able to take pictures of the plants related to summer as it is February. I have looked at spring, winter and autumn haiku, and also a mixture of all of the seasons. Here are a few that I like below, which I will be choosing six from including ones by Etsujin, Natsume Soseki, Basho and Charles De Lint:
Falling to the ground
I watch a leaf settle down
in a bed of brown
Everything I touch with tenderness
alas, pricks like a bramble
The crow has flown away swaying
in the evening sun
a leafless tree
Light of the moon moves west
flowers shadows creep eastward
A spring bee crawls out from the tulip
at closing time
The sun shines warmly
the dragonfly watches me planting my basil
Sick and feverish in the gleam of cherry blossoms
I keep shivering
Summer grasses
all that remains of soldiers' dreams
Even leaves don't move
awesome is the summer grove
How much I desire! inside my little satchel
the moon, and flowers!
Bush clover in blossom waves
without spilling a drop of dew
I wait for the sun to go down
there is nothing to do in this town
with the grass and trees all brown
it is difficult to escape the frown
Covered with the flowers
instantly id like to die in this dream of ours!
Over the wintry forest
winds howl
in rage with no leaves to blow
Scent of plum blossoms on the misty mountain path
a big rising sun
Winter garden
the moon thinned to a thread
insects singing
Autumn moonlight
a worm digs silently into the chestnut
Floating lily pads
hide frogs croaking
at circles of rain
Leaves raked in soft piles multicoloured crispy mounds
autumns trampoline
Newly sprouting buds begin to show their colours
cherry blossom time
Toad stools springing up
wet grass and leaves inviting
poisonous interest
Violet sweet scent wafting on the soft breezes
announcing springtime
Autumn Haiku Poems
Thick bramble bushes
lost desiccated apple
crows cry in slate sky
Dry leaf
now brittle with frost
Reading outdoors
between pages
a dry leaf
Gust of wind tired leaf lets go
Ruined church
leaves fall
among the weeds
Autumn mist slipping and sliding
towards winter
Weekend afternoon
red leaves skip down the street behind the kids
Frosty mist
the spiders decorated the cherry tree
Spring Haiku Poems
Her hair loose in the spring breeze
a weeping willow
Morning sun
at the other end of the garden chairs in semicircle
Garden of red roses dark
forbidden climbing trellis and gable
Heron hunched in a net of shadows
House of white roses
heavy headed tossed on the breeze
After work stress relief
dirt under my fingernails
trash can filled with weeds
Afternoon delight
purple globe thistle
sprouted in pink dianthus
Endless rain
the sudden scent of roses
Winter Haiku Poems
Dark clouds lace fingers to black
away the sun spears of purple crocus
Valentines day
a pink bud on the quince tree
Frost this morning and a cold wind
scatters leaves like broken promises
This I know for sure
animals live under our skin
secret, waiting
Coffee and tea on a winter day
tea for you
the other for me
On a grey solstice day
crows, thin sunlight
restless spirits in synchronised flight
writing wishes in the sky
The bare limbs of the trees shover in the wind
and speak in semaphore
Black squirrel under the spruce trees
searching out his cache of fall seeds
You cant trust the sun this time of year
its bright light holds a bitter cold
Little cat looking out the window for rabbits
sees only the snow
A familiar landscape stands revealed
as the snow melts away
Cat tiptoeing along the top of the fence
circus act on this frosty morn
Even though I could still create a summer Haiku book by using photography that already exists, I would really like to try taking my own photographs, so I will probably create either an Autumn Haiku booklet or a Winter one with six images and the Haiku poem in typography to go with each image. If I decide not to take photographs, here are some images that could work well with the poems that I have looked at.
Autumn mist
slipping and sliding towards winter
Falling to the ground
I watch a leaf settle down in a bed of brown
I wait for the sun to go down
there is nothing to do in this town
with the grass and trees all brown
it is difficult to escape the frown
Ruined church
leaves fall
among the weeds
Floating lily pads
hide frogs croaking
at circles of rain
Thick bramble bushes
last desiccated apple
crows in slate sky
After work stress relief
dirt under my fingernails
trash can filled with weeds
Frosty mist
the spiders decorated the cherry tree
Morning sun
at the other end of the garden chairs in semicircle
Cat tiptoeing along the top of the fence
circus act on this frosty morn
Toadstools springing up
wet grass and leaves inviting
poisonous interest