I don't know if you've ever hung out on the old railway bridge across the river in Saskatoon, but let me tell you: it's one of the best places for inspiring writing I've ever been to, especially in the summer. Sitting out on the old support struts with nothing but a few rickity pieces of wood between you and the drop, looking down the river - for a guy who's used to the cramped and damp confines of England, the warm, dry, sunny atmosphere is like something straight out of a romance novel.
I like your poem. I don't make a rule of critiquing haiku, mainly because I think they're just flashes of life, and as such they fulfull their poetic intention just fine as they are. It's very beautiful: reminds me of the praries.
This is beautiful, you should consider elaborating on this idea in a longer poem.
Cameron
The individual leads in actual fact a double life, one in which he is an end to himself and another in which he is a link in a chain which he serves against his will or at least independently of his will.
--SIGMUND FREUD
I like the last line, and the idea of expecting surprise. And I love the title. One thing you might want to think about though is incorporating more imagery - haikus are usually entirely imagery or metaphors (or the few I've read were, but I have a very limited knowledge). I think your first two lines could be made better with more imagery.
Good poem, different styles of poetry are so much fun!
“It is one of life's bitterest truths that bedtime so often arrives just when things are really getting interesting.” - Lemony Snicket
