sunlight between pier planks sunfish —Brian Gierat
This haiku is the third place winner in the April 2003 tinywords haiku contest, winning the author a copy of This Wine by William M. Ramsey, published by Deep North Press, and a copy of Dennis Dutton's 90 Frogs, published by bottle rockets press.
From the judges' comments: "This is perhaps the purest haiku of the submissions, a lovely juxtaposition of two natural elements that somehow makes us see something more, and also see connections among parts of the whole--or let's just say, a feeling of the oneness of things."

Perfect! I see it, I hear it, I feel it! The pure simplicity is bliss.
A nice haiku - simple, direct, cheered up my morning anyway.
"nice", to borrow a word from my confederates.
truly pivotal.
however, i find this to be a monumental moment, an occasion for the ages, all being in agreement, and to think i was there.
sadly, in contrast to what brian is saying about cataloging these moments, man seems destine to speed up his addiction to the rat race, of which we, seemingly, have become involved in...
tis a pity
I've had many a moment exactly how Brian has described it, growing up in a small Mississippi town. I would lay on the dock, on my stomach for hours, and using bits of crackers, feed the sunfish by hand, and occasionally try and catch one...
Thanks, Brian!
I felt like I was fishing and it was summer. Lovely haiku. I also like everyone's comments on all the haiku. Thanks for that.
the fallen swallow
clawing and chirps
towards the sky
white ibis --
between the lily pads
murky waters
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