Her crayon goes from Sun to Earth,
thru a window and some glassware,
and then a little farther still.
She scribbles nonsense on a wall.
Yes, using the category [ekphrastic poetry] would be more accurate than using the category [haiga]. The word [ekphrastic] is way too dysphonious for describing any kind of poetry I might like, so I pretend that the poem is a haiku. Close enough?
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Mellow Curmudgeon 
No matter how unmusical the term, your poetry immortalizes transient natural artworks too often unnoticed by less attentive eyes. Of course you may refer to it as anything you choose. 😉
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Thanks. All my poems are haiku-ish enough that I don’t feel too bad about saying they make haiga when teamed with a few images. A rose by any other name, and so on. 😉
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