After studying the structure of the poem a little, I went to Lakes Park equipped with notebook and iPhone for an hour of haiku writing and picture taking at the park. Here is my version.
136 Syllables on Southwest Florida January 6
Black and white Swallowtail Kite soars high--Viceroy Butterfly greets me.Mad at exposure of my favorite sitting rock--trees all removed.
Breeze kicks up--I raise my face to let my hair blow back, sweet free coolness.
Zebra Longwings floats over succulent garden, dipping dreamily.
At 11:43 a.m a couple circle the Peace Pole.
A Great Blue Heron wings through the pines, reflecting the bright noonday sun.
Fading red roses, purple ground orchids, fluffy tongue of wild cotton.
Lakes Park 11:00 am until noon
Contented to be writing, be a writer living the writing life.
Home 1:00 pm
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