Haiku VIHeavy weight, pullingkeeping me down, annoying,my eyes will not open.
Haiku VSacred ancient texts,containing the past within,continue to burn.
Haiku IVOvercast and dark,the rain falls on the forest,but the fire still burns.
HelpStop.Wind beats at the old battered shack like a bully on an innocent schoolboy.The sand, kicked up into small flurries, seems to flee from the raging might of the ocean.Icicles pierce the flames of the arctic heat, unnoticed eruptions and obnoxious toxins spew out through the atmosphere.Nature is angry, her claws raking down the face of this paradise from hell, tearing gullies in the surface of the sea, pulling the water closer around her hips... Only to spin and spiral it in all directions, lashing spikes into the warped wood of the waterlogged cabin.Fallen flaming trees, vomiting thick smoke into the weird weather, contributing clouds of caustic carbon into the frothing foam of fog above. The rain rebukes relenting, and yet the shack still stands...
Haiku IIIDropped from the heavens,shedding feathers so quickly,The raven falls home.
Haiku IIImperturbableThe stony face of the seastares blankly skyward.
Haiku IThe white, wispy waterinimical, unbroken,drags the corpses down.
Smoke HaikuBlack ashy water,the corpse of a distant friend,choking on dark smoke.