we say the flowers
are budding out too early
mother nature sighs
Today’s prompt was “nature” again. So I tried to write a haiku that was a comment on how climate change is making spring come sooner. What we call “too early” may be the new normal because of global warming.
Anyhow, this is my last poem for National Haiku Writing Month 2017. Be sure to check out the others and leave me a comment on your favorite haiku.
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broken men crawl
back from what we say was
an honorable and great thing,
So today’s prompt for the PAD Challenge was to write a historic poem. It could be a poem about a landmark event, specific battle, an era in time, or whatever you consider a historic happening. I decided to write about something that people don’t seem to talk about. Our country was at war for 13 years and people didn’t seem to notice. Our service men and women were committing suicide at an alarming rate and no one seemed to notice or talk about it. I always thought that most service men and women knew that fighting for our country was a great thing and they didn’t need to feel bad about anything that happened over there. But just telling someone that they are a good person and to forget about the bad things that they saw isn’t enough. They have made a Veterans Crisis Line and began reaching out to vets. I had decided at the first of this year that I wanted to write more poetry that meant something, poetry that was about more than a fleeting moment. So I wrote this cinquain today, for every vet that came back with PTSD or any guilt.
and a hard place
There’s not a lot to add to this one, I think it speaks for itself.