You can call me Cap’n Five Seven Five; or dispense with the pretense, and call me The Haiku Guy.
Keep it 5-7-5
By Cap’n Five7Five through my front window, I spied a floating seedling, and— in that nanospeck of space/time— a bee, itself on a random journey, existing on its own invisible stream— A trifecta My eyes. the wind. God. “Today I wrote a poem. What did you do?” – the poet