palm fronds prick at a volcanic sky
and bright hibiscus
leer at pink-skinned foreigners.
This is probably the beginning of a poem, rather than a poem in its own right. It certainly isn’t what I’d call a haiku, though I think that’s a useful tag for short vignettes like this.
Technically, the photos were taken in Tenerife, which isn’t exactly “the western edge of Europe”, though it can’t be far off.
As for the hibiscus, well they do always seem to have their tongues hanging out. And if you click on the picture, you’ll see that this one has got so excited he’s got pollen all over himself. There are a couple of other hibiscus pix back on the recent canary colours post.
don't confuse the narrator 
ha, it’s glorious!
Self effacing but rich, rich inside.
Nature laughs back!
Excellent.
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Well done!
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I don’t agree that “haiku” is a useful tag for short vignettes that are definitely not haiku in any rigorous sense.
The poem, complete or not, is certainly better than 99.9% of English haiku. It’s faultless, but not very exciting.
Btw, I didn’t find you on Blogville, and I don’t want you to come see me at an URL.
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I think a subset of people searching for ‘haiku’ would be satisfied to come across short vignettes of this kind.
(I suppose I could go back through and re-tag all 600+ posts on the blog now I have a better idea what I’m writing about, but it would be a tedious task)
Perhaps I’ll find something more exciting to say if/when I write the rest of the poem, but, let’s be honest, ‘excitement’ isn’t a word often associated with my writing.
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