violets here and there
in the ruins
of the burnt house
Shokyu-Ni
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I don’t know
Nor maybe never will
Would it be preferable
For the house to burn to the ground
Or to be asked to leave
Once your man had gone
That banking, if that is all that is left
Where vegetation was cleared
Where smokestack fires were started
And so to the leaving, the grieving
Before another could, or would return
To plant a rise of flowers
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan