Haiku: forgetfulness

a once golden time

torn photographs, speak

of those forgotten

dead grass and peeled paint,

ghostly remains of a home

spring exposes all

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For a challenge by We Drink because We’re Poets, found here.

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About definitelynotapoet

View my work in Skirt Quarterly, Untethered, Vagabond Citylit, the Quilliad and Tracer Publishing.
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