Friend AG writes: I suspect the syllable count doesn't work as well in English as in Japanese; and its restriction distracts from the real point of haiku, which is about the content and style as well as the form. 
Astronomers 
find increase in rain 
falling from Saturn's rings
 @astrojenny/Jenny Winder
A grasshopper on a grass stalk 
emerges from its old skin, 
leaving a replica of itself behind.Bek Hobbes/@Greebobek 
Catford Tesco toilets,
where hope 
goes to die.
@DawnHFoster
I'm staring at a garden 
in which the trees 
look irritated.
Hamish Thompson/@Suburbman
Maybe I've slept through it 
or wasn't paying attention – 
but the snow seems to have 
quietly sublimed away. 
@ajbaker/Andrew Baker
Five-year plan.
Be here now.
Can’t do both.
@Lacdael+LF
Sleet, rain, snow, hail.
That face-contorting wind
is a little less intense.
Weatherman Alex Deakin
The saddest end-of-winter umbrellas 
are up again, 
broken and flapping 
in the breeze.
John Grindrod/@Grindrod
Saw an albino pheasant on the way to work. 
And shortly after, a ghost. 
Extraordinary.
@sophiawaugh
Before dusk the birds 
flying overhead in arrowhead formation 
fold back upon themselves 
then sweep east away from the sunset. 
Sam Meekings/@SMeekings
Waiting in the heel-dragging grey cold of February 
to cut another tree. 
Praise the lord, we've been spared 
from heat exhaustion once again.
Alan McGinn/@Chainsaw_McGinn
A concept known as vacuum instability
could result, billions of years from now,
in a new universe opening up in the present one
and replacing it.
BBC
Not a joke 
is how many people are in Brighton, 
shivering on a pebbly beach, 
eating ice cream.
@adamcreen
ON THE TRAIN
Rivulets of rain jag across the window. 
The sky's a grubby luminous grey. 
Just remembered I've got 
some mixed nuts in my bag. 
@IanMartin 
Bright lines of light 
that dance on the bottom of a swimming pool 
are being harnessed 
to change the world.
New Scientist 2013
Fading light. Bracing air. 
Naked trees. Catskills. 
Where are those birds going?
Jeff Chu
Birds swimming on partly frozen lake, 
and standing on the ice. 
Dogs in coats.
John Grindrod
Auld Reekie to King's X. 
Blue skies. 
Snow, sun, and sea: a Lighthouse. 
Solar energy 
bathing Torness powerstation 
with a golden glow.
Leaden skies past Berwick. 
White horses on the water. 
“The cafe bar will close in 10 minutes: 
teas, coffee... sandwiches”
Off-white against white against grey. 
Mist. Black fencing and distant trees for texture. 
Steve Reich Different Trains for company.
Dallas Campbell
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