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Certain Death in the American Promise to these Frontiersmen

Haiku for Pioneers' Peril

By T.R. TadhgPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

No hope since the fire.

Great forests devastated

to seas of black trunks.

*

Eagle scours the hills

and hunts the ash of his prey.

His stomach turns black.

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Wounded wagon train

crawls burnt hillside - red natives

lie in ambuscade.

*

Frontier horizon

burns Manifest Destiny

in dreamscape furnace.

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T.R. Tadhg

Writer and poet interested in telling American stories and images.

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