Woke up early. Was reading and in reaction to the below events, at about 6:00 a.m. today, worked this haiku on the back of my bookmark.
Black tree shilouettes
Pressed against the purple sky
Hawks' call echoing
The call was the only sound I could hear, prompting me to look up from the book and notice the purple, pre-dawn sky. It was overcast with storm clouds and for some reason the sky was a solid purple color. Seeing my tall oak trees against it was amazing.
(Note this is the first time I'm writing hiaku spontaneously and not related to the Monday Haiku challenge for the Creative Mom Podcast Circle. I take that as a creative jump.)