Battlefield
by poetrydiary
Houses grey, with holes.
Smoke rising for a week,
until the rain comes.
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For haiku heights September challenge. Today’s prompt is battlefield.
Houses grey, with holes.
Smoke rising for a week,
until the rain comes.
——-
For haiku heights September challenge. Today’s prompt is battlefield.
Beautiful, but very sad and hopeful haiku. The rain will come … cleansing the battlefield.
Very sad but wonderfully written. I can see and sense the scene.
Very well done… I like that you never mentioned ‘battlefield.’ but conveyed the devastation of war so well.
I find this a very sad post, yet so strong in essence – ♥
Sad, powerful, hopeful, beautiful… all that in a few words. Well done.
Such desolation…
Oh, how the rain washes everything. Very nice.
simply beautiful x