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Sweet wisteria Weakly protesting their death By covetous hand Never had they bloomed In such profuse abandon Till those last three years Trailing sad windows Lush purple riot of vines Struggle to protest One morn I woke to Roar of angry bulldozers At the empty house Nothing there remains One brief hour quickly shattered My belovèd home ~Hilda~
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 6:33 PM UTC
Death in August
Sweet wisteria Weakly protesting their death By covetous hand Never had they bloomed In such profuse abandon Till those last three years Trailing sad windows Lush purple riot of vines Struggle to protest One morn I woke to Roar of angry bulldozers At the empty house Nothing there remains One brief hour quickly shattered My belovèd home ~Hilda~
(Each stanza is a Senryu.) © Hilda January 18, 2014.
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 6:33 PM UTC
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