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Just finished Haiku #48, only 317 more to go.  Thanks for stopping by and reading.

Haiku #47

Invading army,
staking claim to fresh new lands,
time to spread weed kill.

Innocent Love

Tender eyes upon a tender life.
How precious the innocent,
when love is the motivator,
without thought of self.
If only we were to imitate,
however fleeting it should be,
a moment of love in innocence,
oh, how our world would change

written for bluebell books poetry slam

Haiku #46

I hear your laughter,
my heart reaches out to you,
your joy warms my soul.

My Wasteland

I am in my own nightmare
a desolate wasteland of my own making
hope is waning
and my mind betrays
as my thoughts are misled
confusion reigns
once my path was clear
now it is hidden
sorrow of neglected years
time laughs
there is no going back
forward into blackness
I stumble
the past haunts
and I seek escape
but my mind is weary
by body drained
rest for a moment
I may not get back up
so easy to quit
but I will not
for light shall breach the dark
I will see again
and forge a new path
into a future unknown
dry my tears
and stand tall
if but for a moment
hope glimmers
yet it is enough
to press forward
but what of tomorrow
when all seems lost once again
I cannot think of the next day
for it is all I can do today
to stand tall
in this desolate wasteland
a nightmare of my own making.