I wrote this haiku in the Fall of 2014. It’s one of many haiku I’ve written while walking or riding my bicycle along the Old Erie Canal Trail. For me, the Canal paths running through DeWitt, Minoa and Kirkville, offer many opportunities for peaceful reflection, a peek at history, a chance to be inspired—all the while getting a good workout!
My inspiration often comes from watching and listening to the busy hum of traffic of the diverse wildlife who call the Erie and its widewaters their home. Depending on the season, or the slant of the sun when it sparkles at the water’s edge, catching the flash of Sunfish darting through the Canal’s murky depths, never fails to surprise me.
Canal weeds shimmy
up to the surface as sun
fish play hide and seek
