finding
my way home
honeycomb
Author: Jeff Hoagland
Jeff Hoagland is a lifelong naturalist and an environmental educator with a passion for the wild. He enjoys sharing nature with his family and friends. Jeff's haiku can be found widely, in haiku journals, and on large stones throughout his community. He was featured in A New Resonance 7, enjoys presenting in-the-field haiku workshops, and is an Associate Editor for The Heron's Nest.
above all
the beneathness
earthworms
biophony
all the ways
to say grace
the fire
in his belly
brook trout
the sky
in a box
bluebird
returning them
for more polish
skipping stones
the tendrils
of a mermaid’s purse
forgotten tide
wild violet
making a home
where I am
the song remains the same song sparrow
wood ducks
their calls
chase them upstream
deluge
the gospel
of unnamed streams
completing
the silence
coyotes
a rustling
from within
deep autumn
dugout
chatter
house sparrows
dining
on the lake
water striders
varied thrush
between notes
the unwavering light
cultivating
my love for wildflowers
weeds
mosquitoes
their own version
of birdsong
summer breeze
the scent of juniper
in my tumbler
trying to put
a number on it
skipping stone
one cast
after another
measuring the brook
lightning
the vibration
of katydids
kingfisher
splitting
the river
summer picnic
the ants start
with dessert
campfire
I disappear
with the moth
living
a shallow life
sunfish
my feelings
for her
fireflies
Perseids
counting
mosquitoes
living
on the edge
cattails
first night
in her bed
wild geese
my memory
good enough
to keep me up
park bench
pigeons begging
the homeless man