REFLECTION OF OURSELVES

water pollution

I believe it’s true.

The harbor mirrors values

Of community.

Overly selfish.

Extravagantly careless,

Thoughtless of others.

This we leave to the future?

Is this our mirror of life?

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A haiku and a tanka together.  Is that right?

https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/06/27/colleens-weekly-poetry-challenge-39-mirror-harbor/

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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10 Responses to REFLECTION OF OURSELVES

  1. Very thought provoking.

    • oneta hayes says:

      I do think it is very true. I dare say where you find this kind of pollution, you also find lots of bedroom floors covered wall to wall with clothes, bath towels, and candy wrappers. And poverty or wealth don’t have much to do with it. (unless one has a maid) I was raised in a little house. As best I remember we had one closet about four feet wide and one about two feet wide, and I think a make shift pantry under some stairs. We still put things away. I don’t know how my mother accomplished it. I think we had nails on the wall over her bed where she kept dresses on hangers. As you say, it’s thought provoking. Thanks for the comments.

  2. I would never stifle creativity. Usually a Haiku is written separately from a Tanka, but why not? If this is the way the words came to you, then it came from your heart. That is all that matters in poetry. Welcome and I am happy to see you here. ❤

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