a weed-art piece,
plus other Environmentally-based Haiku.

Copyright by Craig and Sue Dremann © 2007, 2008, 2014 all right reserved, including posting on the web.
Box 361, Redwood City, CA 94064 (650) 325-7333

Picture of the land, before the weeds in California, and after, with solid European foxtails:

california poppies foxtails

Dremann's Weed-Haikus are from a California perspective, where all the plant understory in the lower elevations, below 3,000 feet (1,000 meters elevation), has been 99% replaced by over 1,000 species of exotic plants, mostly introduced since 1769 from Europe, occupying tens of millions of acres that were originally the home of 5,000 California native species.

The discovery at the 74 acre Shaw property in Santa Cruz County in the June 2002 ECOLOGICAL RESTORATION cover article, of over 100 species of dormant native seeds in the California soils, still alive underneath the exotic cover, could help change our perspectives on weed management.

Dremann's Weed Haikus are proposing that perhaps we can TRANSCEND EXOTICS, and have as the ultimate goal of our work, the ecological restoration of the original California native understories.

The Dremann are also suggesting that the native vegetation in California is a keystone to the bringing of the annual winter rainfall. Similar to the effects of a tiny sliver of native vegetation that brings the only significant rainfall on the Arabian peninsula, in the mountains above the town of Salalah in the Sultanate of Oman.

Anything that diminishes the California native vegetation, like 5.5 million grazing cattle, or the 1.8 million milk cows, or the 600,000 sheep, stripping off the perennial native understory and helping to spread the annual weeds, increases the desertification of the State.

Annual weed management, and the preservation and restoration of the California perennial native understory could become a critical effort, to insure future annual rainfall, like the effects of the native vegetation and rainfall association studied in Salalah, Oman, on the Arabian peninsula and the cloud formation studies over native vegetation in Australia.

If there is found to be a direct connection between the weed cover and lack of the California native perennial understory, and the quickly diminishing rainfall that the 35 million State residents depend on, then weed management and restoration of the original native understory, may finally get some serious attention.

See "Pilot Study on Biosphere - Atmosphere Interaction in Dhofar" [Oman] on the web by Prof. Elfatih Eltahir at MIT http://web.mit.edu/eltahir/www/dhofar/content/ and

Nair, Udaysankar S. et al. 2007. Observational estimates of radiative forcing due to land use change in southwest Australia. JOURNAL OF GEOPHYSICAL RESEARCH, VOL. 112 D09117, doi:10.1029/2006JD007505, 2007 and http://www.ecoseeds.com/Saudi.html

And Elagib, A. A. R. (2000) Can Science and Technology Help to Initiate Natural Regreening of the Arabian Peninsula? in Desertification in the Third Millennium, Abdulrahman S. Alsharhan et al, editors in the Proceedings of an International Conference, Dubai, 12-15 2000, pages 399-405.

Also, www.ecoseeds.com/cool.html for using the native plants to cool the planet.

Thanks to Dr. Cheryl M. McCormick, for suggesting this art project.

The Dremann's Weed Haiku,
Copyright © 2007, 2008, 2014 by Craig Dremann

Haiku No. 1
Avena, Schimus
names that should not be common
in California.

Haiku No. 2
Stipa, Elymus
names that everyone should know
in California.

Haiku No. 3
3.2 million
Starthistle plants per acre?
Need to replace them!

Haiku No. 4
Indian paint brush
should see bright red in summer
everywhere in Cal.

Haiku No. 5
The golden poppies
should see bright orange in the spring
everywhere in Cal.

Haiku No. 6
The purple lupines
should see fields of blue in spring,
everywhere in Cal.

Haiku No. 7
Waving bunchgrasses,
should see bending in the wind,
everywhere in Cal.

Haiku No. 8
Wildflowers slumber,
their seeds beneath the weeds
Wake!...and grow again.

Haiku No. 9
Transcend exotics,
a brand new experience,
restore the natives.

Haiku No. 10
1,000+ weeds,
[species in California]
instead need to focus on,
5,000 natives.

Haiku No. 11
Strip off the natives
replace them with exotics
brown, dry, desert, dry.

Haiku No. 12
See Dick and Jane mow,
even Spot hates the bad weeds.
Sow, native seeds, sow.

Haiku No. 13
Scrap the old weed plan,
sowing native seeds instead,
of just pulling weeds.

Haiku No. 14
Dick and Jane hate weeds.
Mow and then sow wildflowers!
Lupines and poppies.

Haiku No. 15
Exotics brand land.
Instead, experience wild,
bunchgrass, wildflowers.

Haiku No. 16
Summertime dry hills
historically wildflowers,
sow, to bloom anew.

Haiku No. 17
Weeds degrade planet,
ecosystem functions cease,
help kick-start the wild.

Haiku No. 18
Devotion to wild,
special place in our heart,
love the wildflowers,

Haiku No. 19
Mow, mow, mow and mow.
Sow bunchgrasses, wildflowers
grow green, grow again.

Haiku No. 20
Create something new,
discover ancient soil seeds,
wildflowers slumber.

Haiku No. 21
Dry, dry, droughty dry,
green bunchgrass used to cover,
helped keep the soil moist.

Haiku No. 22
Weeds love to follow,
grow where we walk and live,
where are the natives?

Haiku No. 23
Weeds came from Europe,
[to California]
following all our foot steps,
invading new lands.

Haiku No. 24
New world native plants,
Get chewed, cut, plowed, burned and hacked,
weeds, weeds to follow.

Haiku No. 25
Solid wildflowers,
California springtime,
before all the weeds.

Haiku No. 26
Where are the flowers?
Got chewed, cut, plowed, burned & hacked,
replant the natives.

Haiku No. 27
Weeds make herbicides,
killing the local natives,
wildflowers need help!

Haiku No. 28
Weeds make herbicides,
is called allelopathy,
kills the wildflowers.

Haiku No. 29
Native bunchgrasses
lupines, poppies, goldenrod,
instead of the weeds.

Haiku No. 30
The pineapple weed,
tarweed and farewell to spring,
tough--can survive weeds.

Haiku No. 31
The pineapple weed,
tough native, can survive all
the abuse we give.

Haiku No. 32
State's ecosystems,
200 year hurricane,
ripped out by the roots.

Haiku No. 33
We apologize,
when we cut the weeds,
they love this land too.

Haiku No. 34
Sacred native plants
are gone when we ignore them,
weeds to horizon.

Haiku No. 35
Weeds to the horizon,
foxtail, ripgut and wild oats,
need to sow natives.

Haiku No. 36
The invasive trees,
acacia, eucalyptus,
chop, chop, chop and chop.

Haiku No. 37
Garden of Eden,
Lupines, poppies, bunchgrasses,
weeds can wipe them out.

Haiku No. 38
The annual weeds,
in the place of native plants,
creates new deserts.

Haiku No. 39
Too many damned weeds,
interfere with life support,
killing the biomes.

Haiku No. 40
Weeds can interfere,
with life and ecosystems,
less weeds is better.

Haiku No. 41
Golden summer hills,
invasive weeds from Europe,
miss, green bunchgrasses.

Haiku No. 42
Call out all their names,
wild oats, ripgut, star thistle,
Europe relatives.

Haiku No. 43
Foxtails in my socks,
star thistle scratches my legs,
long for wildflowers.

Haiku No. 44
USDA brings,
Harding grass, kudzu, and more,
stop spreading more weeds!

Haiku No. 45
Weeds to horizon,
wildflower seed underground?
Dig and we shall see.

Haiku No. 46
Former green hills,
thousand wildflower species,

Haiku No. 47
Call out all their names,
"lupines, poppies, bunchgrasses",
gone, dead under weeds.

Haiku No. 48
Call: "Ollie, Ollie,
oxen free" and see if the
wildflowers are there.

Haiku No. 49
Gentle sloping hills,
underneath lovely oak trees,
solid freaking weeds!

Haiku No. 50
Bear on the Cal. flag,
frolics on bunchgrasses,
bear gone, grasses close.

Haiku No. 51
Ancient oak on hill,
alone---seedlings, young trees killed,
from the weed grasses.

Haiku No. 52
Brown Cal. winter hills,
should be green with bunchgrasses,
poppies, lupines, too.

Haiku No. 53
Two mountain ranges,
vegetation brings the rain,
keeps deserts away.

Haiku No. 54
Sierra, Coast range,
trees and shrubs bring the rainfall,
keeps deserts away.

Haiku No. 55
Sierra, Coast range,
bring rainfall, next rainfall is
1500 miles.
[to the East]

Haiku No. 56
The understory,
[part 1 of the original native understory]
What percentage left in Cal.?
One percent or two?

Haiku No. 57
The understory,
[part 2]
What percentage in Cal., weeds?
Ninety nine or more?

Haiku No. 58
The understory
[part 3]
what percent native, 2? 10?
Need 99+

Haiku No. 59
Eat the native plants,
"chomp" goes the horned Land-ticks,
and woolly ones, too.

Haiku No. 60
The horned land ticks
taste real good as hamburgers,
but real bad to land.

Haiku No. 61
5.5 million
Horned Land-ticks roam the State,
eating plants to dust.

Haiku No. 62
Landsat sees the West,
getting eaten by Land-ticks
eating plants to dust.

Haiku No. 63
1.8 million
Land ticks with udders in Cal.
eating plants to dust.

Haiku No. 64
600 thousand
woolly Land-ticks, eat the State,
Muir called "Hooved locusts"

Haiku No. 65
Biomass Land-ticks
exceeds human biomass
in California.

Haiku No. 66
Mouth parts of Land-Ticks
are always firmly attached
to the local plants.

Haiku No. 67
Oak trees on the hill,
what's that brown stuff in between?
exotic weeds, yuk!

Haiku No. 68
Smoke, fires in hills?
fires in desert, burning?
those damned exotics!

Haiku No. 69
Our friends from Europe,
that we evolved with, follow us,
the exotic weeds.

Haiku No. 70
Say a little prayer,
when you pull out a big weed,
they love this land, too.

Haiku No. 71
Dry Cal. winter drought,
Exotic weeds stole the rain,
dry, dry, brown desert.

Haiku No. 72
Where are the natives?
Lupine, poppies, bunchgrasses?
ask the invasives.

Haiku No. 73
Cal. fires burn bright,
what's all that brown stuff in hills?
weeds from Europe burn.

Haiku No. 74
Cal. like Salalah
thin line of native shrubs, trees,
keeps desert away.

Haiku No. 75
6K years ago
Arabia green and lush
Cows ate it away.

Haiku No. 76
Weeds love road edges,
natives gone---helps star thistle,
fountain grass to thrive.

Haiku No. 77
Talk, talk about weeds,
One third of Cal. is thick weeds,
promise of action?

Haiku No. 78
Watch ornamentals,
fountain grass and pampas grass,
cover hills and dales.

Haiku No. 79
Weeds like to play chess,
twelve species work as a team,
checkmate with natives.

Haiku No. 80
Harding grass is queen,
the pawns include star thistle
play game of weed chess.

Haiku No. 81
Bunchgrasses are rooks,
the wildflower are the pawns,
checkmating the weeds.

Haiku No. 82
Rock, scissors, paper,
plants play games with each other,
trees, shrubs and grasses.

Haiku No. 83
Bunchgrasses are rooks,
the wildflowers are the pawns,
checkmating the weeds.

Haiku No. 84
Choose sides in weed-chess.
will the weeds win by default?
or we help checkmate?

Haiku No. 85
Whole ecosystems,
species work in harmony,
until weeds invade.

Haiku No. 86
Weak ecosystem,
key species gone or grazed out,
weed-cancer can start.

Haiku No. 87
Weed-cancers invade,
unhealthy ecosystems?
land-doctors must help!

Haiku No. 88
First plant is a "ten",
like poker, next plant a "two",
must find, who beats who?

Haiku No. 89
Starthistle evil?
No, a lonely default weed,
lives where natives gone.

Haiku No. 90
No rain, wildfires,
Alien weeds desiccates,
turns the green to brown.

Haiku No. 91
The State before weeds,
green, blooming all year around,
now dry, brown summers.

Haiku No. 92
Saharan mustard,
taking over the desert,
lives where natives gone.

Haiku No. 93
Foxtails love our homes,
loves to follow our footsteps,
mow and they still grow.

Haiku No. 94
Starthistle and cows,
cow antibodies, for soil,
keeps bare soil covered.

Haiku No. 95
The native tarweeds,
slow down fires with green stems,
protects the grasslands.

Haiku No. 96
Wild oats, ripgut grass,
are five times the biomass
of the bunchgrasses.

Haiku No. 97
Wild oats, ripgut grass,
burn five times hotter than the
native bunchgrasses.

Haiku No. 98
Saharan mustard,
and starthistle, spread five fold,
when there's no natives.

Haiku No. 99
Pull, spray, cut, burn, mow,
keep doing it forever,
need to plant natives.

Haiku No. 100
Pull, spray, cut, burn, mow,
keep doing it forever,
plant natives, instead.

Haiku No. 101
Miles of air above,
oceans deep--but only few feet,
weed-free soil, our life.

Haiku No. 102
Mow, burn, pull, cut, graze,
star thistle loves attention,
helps it grow better.

Haiku No. 103
all native plants in balance,
weeds break all the rules.

Haiku No. 104
Local native plants,
are the antibiotics,
you use against weeds.

Haiku No. 105
Weeds are "land cancer",
the land-doctors need to plant,
back the natives.

Haiku No. 106
Public agencies,
try to fight weeds cheap, but need,
thousandfold increase.

Haiku No. 107
Public agencies,
control 10% a year,
or weeds take over.

Haiku No. 108
Public agencies,
lack of weed money, can cause
ecosystem death.

Haiku No. 110
Need Gucci designed,
celeb restoration clothes,
give status to work.

Haiku No. 111
Everywhere weeds grow,
wild oats, Harding grass, thistles,
the wildflowers die.

Haiku No. 112
Everywhere weeds grow,
they are the tombstones, to mark,
where wildflowers died.

Haiku No. 113
Forget the weevils,
they can't eat the star thistle
faster than it spreads.

Haiku No. 114
Need Native peoples
to help us deal with the weeds,
and bring back natives.

Haiku No. 115
Need Native peoples,
to conduct ceremonies,
to help the natives.

Haiku No. 116
Need Native peoples,
to help teach us the right way,
to help the natives.

Haiku No. 117
On Shaw's property,
[near Santa Cruz]
one hundred native plants,
winning over the weeds.

Haiku No. 118
[Indian] peoples might say,
"Hey, clean up the weeds that came
from the lands afar!"

Haiku No. 119
[Indian] peoples might say,
"When are you going to clean
the weeds from Europe?"

Haiku No. 120
[Indian] peoples might say,
"How come my lands, look like the
weed fields of Europe?"

Haiku No. 121
[California Indian peoples might say:]
"Who the heck let loose,
these European weeds and
Australian trees, here?"

Haiku No. 122
[California Indian peoples might say:]
"Beautiful natives,
when will all the newcomers,
bring the beauty back?"

Haiku No. 123
[California Indian peoples might say:]
"Please, what happened here?
...My beautiful land, is now,
one giant weed patch.

Haiku No. 124
[California Indian peoples might say:]
"Someone loves the weeds,
because they brought 1,000
from Europe to Cal."

Haiku No. 125
[California Indian peoples might say:]
"Someone loves the weeds,
because each day they kill my
beautiful natives."

Haiku No. 126
[California Indian peoples might say:]
"Spikes on Sutter's Fort,
first exotic invaders,
---looks like star thistle."

Haiku No. 127
Look for the lost ones,
native grasses and mule's ears,
put them back in place.

Haiku No. 128
Secret plants still live,
shy bunchgrasses and tarweeds,
make them feel welcome.

Haiku No. 129
Bunchgrasses quiet,
living unnoticed, alone,
give a homecoming.

Haiku No. 130
Nobody has gone,
to see the tarweeds in a
hundred years or more.

Haiku No. 131
The lonely tarweeds,
waiting for us to notice,
so we will protect.

Haiku No. 132
Indian paint brush,
bunchgrasses, gumplants, mules ears,
words we should all know.

Haiku No. 133
Look close at the state
underneath the trees and fields,
where are the natives?

Haiku No. 134
The little gumplants,
used to be key, waiting for
us to see value.

Haiku No. 135
We, weed magicians,
raise native plants from the dead,
"Come alive again!"

Haiku No. 136
We, weed magicians,
make all the weeds disappear,
revealing natives.

Haiku No. 137
Weeds are like disease,
we need to become the strong,
weed antibodies.

Haiku No. 138
[California Indian peoples might say:]
"The 1,000 weeds---
almost killed all native plants,
---bring them back to life."

Haiku No. 139
Spatial extinction,
takes place when a weed grows where,
a native used to.

Haiku No. 140
Turn the brown weeds back,
to the gold, purple, yellow,
lovely wildflowers.

Haiku No. 141
Bring back wildflowers,
after 90 years absence,
Celebration time!

Environmentally-based Haiku. Copyright 2014 by Craig Dremann

Haiku No. 142
Deserts regreening,
Sahara, Arabia,
replant the natives.

Haiku No. 143
Deserts regreening,
replant with local natives
and cool the planet.

Haiku No. 144
Carbon tax for all,
use to replant the natives,
and cool the planet.

Haiku No. 145
Anthropocene Age,
means humans must tread softly,
so others can live.

Haiku No. 146
Be a healthy cell,
repair biome damages,
to help the future.

Haiku No. 147
Dive into the deep,
of your surroundings near you,
and find your true name.

Haiku No. 148
Star Trek: "Survival,
Existence must cancel out
programming," said Ruk.
(Season One 1966 episode "What are Little Girls made of?")

Haiku No. 149
Seven Billion plus,
will take sides, environment
awareness or not.

Haiku No. 150
What is your true name?
Something to do with you and
nature and your life?

Haiku No. 151
Lame Deer a wise man,
finds his true name in his book,
a name to live by.

Haiku No. 152
Seven Billion plus,
aware of environment?
Or face extinction?

Haiku No. 152
Seven Billion plus,
Those aware, must help those who
are not yet aware.

Haiku No. 153
Each weed plant that grows,
robs a spot where native grew,
spatial extinction.

Haiku No. 154
Pirate weed plants take
over the Earth Ship biomes,
ecosystems cease.

Haiku No. 155
Seven Billion plus,
must listen to nature instead,
buzzing of hive.

Haiku No. 156
Nature has ideas,
to fix CO2 problems,
plant desert natives.

Haiku No. 157
Cow farts, CO2,
better to put the carbon
back in ground with plants.

Haiku No. 158
An apple a day,
from the Tree of Knowledge keeps,
ignorance away.

Haiku No. 159
Every rooftop,
around the world with solar,
helps cool the planet.

Haiku No. 160
Every slice of bread,
never waste it, a prairie
died to produce it.

Haiku No. 161
Dinosaurs burning,
in the gas tanks of the cars,
exhaust=dino farts.

Haiku No. 162
Every daily help
you give nature to survive
--nature is grateful.

Haiku No. 162
Carl Jung's vision,
when he visited Taos,
deep meaning for us.
(Visit with Chief Mountain Lake in Jung's autobiography "Memories, Dreams, Reflections")

Haiku No. 163
Seven Billion plus,
can the sound of our own hive
drowned out all nature?

Haiku No. 164
Humans share the wealth,
in exchange for what we take,
to keep our hive alive.

Haiku No. 165
Plants may talk to you.
Listen because they and ants
are rulers of world.

Haiku No. 166
Algae and seed plants,
created this world for us,
CO2 could end.

Haiku No. 167
When cows rob the soils,
soil too poor, only growing weeds,
where natives once grew.

Haiku No. 168
Anthropocene Age,
the dividing line between
those aware and not.

Haiku No. 169
Endangered Species
are trying to tell us that
we must tread lightly.

Haiku No. 170
Haiku and artwork
expresses our awareness
of nature's teachings.

Haiku No. 171
The human hive speaks,
tells you everything OK.
Listen to nature.

Haiku No. 172
Ideas in capsules,
truths about natural world,
helps keep us healthy.

Haiku No. 173
Good or bad beliefs,
can be measured by damage,
to natural world.

Haiku No. 174
As a healthy cell
help produce more abundance
in your surroundings.

Haiku No. 175
Sacred lands,
as nature's refugia,
place to hide and thrive.

Haiku No. 176
restoration of deserts
will help cool planet.

Haiku No. 177
Some gold, coal, and oil,
must be kept in the ground,
to show not insane.

Haiku No. 178
What part of nature,
is sacred, so that you would
not sell it for cash?

Haiku No. 179
Global warming source?
Sun beats on barren deserts.
Cool by replanting.

Haiku No. 180
Pakistan Dust Cloud,
stops the monsoon each summer,
causing droughts or floods.

Haiku No. 181
Pakistan Dust Cloud,
most powerful climate gate,
eats cyclones for lunch.

Haiku No. 182
Fossil fuels and nucs,
Big business keeps us going.
Need local solar.

Haiku No. 183
Thriving native grass?
Check for young seedlings on site,
are the young ones there?

Haiku No. 184
Dreams of nature's health,
what world do we want to live?
Beauty around us?

Haiku No. 185
World's understory,
our animals eat and chew,
until nothing left.

Haiku No. 186
Carbon tax must start,
to replant the native plants,
put carbon in soil.

Haiku No. 187
Arabian plants
can bring back rain and rivers
and make lands green again.

Haiku No. 188
Sweetgrass, cedar, sage,
and tobacco sacred plants to some.
What are your sacred?

Haiku No. 189
See world in new way,
strip out what you think you know,
listen to nature.

Haiku No. 190
Rip Van Winkle awakes,
asleep for 300 years,
says, "Where's the flowers?"

Haiku No. 191
Soil plant-phytoliths,
fossils to mark the new age:
the Anthropocene.

Haiku No. 192
We use our eyepieces,
to view the very small and
peer the infinite.

Haiku No. 193
Reverse the layers,
from weed fossils to natives,
in geology.

Haiku No. 194
Shell mounds, mima mounds,
grinding rocks are only signs,
Indians lived here.

Sue's Weed Haiku
- Copyright © 2007 by Sue Dremann

Sue's Haiku No. 1
Escaped exotics
on the run from Alcatraz
death sentence for earth.

Sue's Haiku No. 2
The land as bulls eye,
for cow flop laden with weeds,
smothering earth's life.

Sue's Haiku No. 3
neither fit for man nor beast,
cuisine of weeds.

Sue's Haiku No. 4
In bare feet I dance,
on the weedy windblown grave,
of alien plants.

Sue's Haiku No. 5
[from] weeds, sweeps like Mongol warriors,
across native steppes.

Sue's Haiku No. 6
Weeds crunch under foot,
unhappy conflagration,
a funeral pyre.

Sue's Haiku No. 7
Ode to Phalaris,
[Ode to Harding grass]
makes Hippies and sheep stagger,
from maddening drugs.


Updated April 23, 2014