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April Haiku #352

Updated on April 12, 2016

This natural state

a constant imbalancing

same odd destruction

watching our sweet home

hand and hand with entropy

unlike sage or bone

this is my classroom

a language of entropy

erosion on shore

I fear I may stop

letting the vines take over

to become a swamp

as I waste I clean

desperate ecology

no ecosystem

There's no background sounds

no sound of rushing water

no bird song to hear


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      Jamie Lee Hamann 20 months ago from Reno NV

      Thank you for your kind words. I hope you are all well. Jamie

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      Suhail Zubaid aka Clark Kent 20 months ago from Mississauga, ON

      I dread this:

      "There's no background sounds

      no sound of rushing water

      no bird song to hear"

      Beautifully said!

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      MizBejabbers 20 months ago

      Haikus aren't easy to write. Good work.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 20 months ago from Southern Illinois

      A state of chaos, spring cleaning a real chore. Loved this!