Haiku is a short poem comprised of 17 syllables of three lines. Typically, the first line has 5 syllables, the second line has 7 syllables, and the third has 5 syllables.
Our haiku celebrate the beauty of Barton Springs pool along with its diverse, creative and committed community.
For some of us, a haiku arose unexpectedly while swimming in the clear springs. “I just ‘wrote’ a haiku while in the water!” Others sat in contemplation, listening to the life surrounding the springs until words joined their experience. This ecological community calls forth our serious, whimsical, passionate, genuine, imaginative natures. Please have a look…
Words count in haiku
Syllables count even more
Silence is countless
~ Rich Armington
I dream of ice cream faces
And far away places
I know this is not haiku
And so do you
~ Mark Sullivan
Poet Laureate, Barton Springs Pool
Tiny white blooms gleam
floating in the flowing springs
rooted in limestone
~ Diana Claitor
Birds scatter overhead
Sunlight golden under wing
Beautiful, sublime
~ Scott Cook
Message from Bubbles
Ascending from deep below
Turtles Save Our Springs
~ Rich Armington
The Springs
I am at peace here
The water moves, a heart beats
This sanctuary
~ Genevieve Cardozo
Above the ledge
A drummer calls
The blue jay responds
~ Margaret Aeschbach
Collision again
Was clear when I looked up
A moment ago
~ Scott Cook
Honk honkkkking honk honk
Hooooooonk honking honkkkk honk honking
Honkhonkhonk honking
~ Ruby
Serendipity
Miss seeing you at the springs
Nancy Riche Y
~ Nils Juul-Hansen
Buildings keep rising
The cormorant keeps diving
I’ll stay if he does
~ anonymous
Bathhouse budget blues
Think I can save their asses
Petrified paper
~ Mark Czopek
the sound of laughter
broken by the guard’s whistle
splash, another save
~ Mark Czopek
Serene Barton Springs
Greenhouse gases destroy it
Halt and contemplate
Gaze of cold mornings
Nature’s soul absorbs vastness
Lifeguard on duty
~ Rich Armington
Parthenia
Hawks scream, scene serene
Sacred water give us life
Sweet Parthenia
~ Milton Hein
The queen of the springs
Enchanting stories and smiles
I’m missing Nancy
~ Robin Schneider
I know you stranger
The catch, pull, recovery
standing in for names
~ Lindsey Holmes
Barton Springs was calm
And then epic waves crashed down
Good to see you mom
~ Ben Livingston
More than reflection
Each moment holds nature’s wealth
Immeasurable
~ Rich Armington
When guardians meet
Radiating affection
Mirror and message
~ Kate Csillagi
The grass is greener
No need for the other side
Right here where we are
~ Rich Armington & Heloise Gold
Goggles shade the light,
Springs water chills the day break,
Heat builds for the day
~ Robert Thompson
First light warms inward
Curious eyes gaze outward
A balancing tail
~ Rich Armington
Chilly morning swim
Steam rising from the water
Dear friends’ chatting time
~ Elaine Knutson
Backstroking delight
A pool devoid of others
Darn it, hit a duck
~ Scott Cook
The aquifer spills
Swimmers, divers, floaters frill
The city beat begins
~ Robert Thompson
Walking towards goodbyes
They all feel alike inside
Uniquely we bow
~ Rich Armington
Pecans in the Park
Roasted, Toasted and Candied
Egyptian Geese Treat
~ Linda Freese
No Way it's too cold
Toe ankles knees hips chest Plunge
Ecstatic Sizzle
~ Heloise Gold
To a frog a pond,
To a swimmer a lap pool,
For you Paradise
~ Robert Thompson
Counting syllables
An insidious earworm
This haiku project
~ Scott Cook
Reaching toward my Dave
Teacher, Shelter, Love and Home
Yearning of my soul.
~ Linda Freese
A quiet moment
A moving stillness becomes
A shadowy light
~ Heloise Gold & Rich Armington
“What about all the poop on the walkway?!!”
Poop Is Not A Four Letter Word
Creation makes waste
Where there are birds there is poop
They're just being fowl
collaborative haiku
~ Hal Richardson, Steve Finn, Rich Armington
If you wish to contribute your own Barton Springs pool haiku, send to armington@gmail.com
This website will be updated occasionally. Many thanks.