Photo by Peter Strydom on Unsplash
riding the hot wind
dust of a thousand ages
obliterates light
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Thank you for taking the time to read my musings!
About the Creator
Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity


Comments (13)
Wow very beautifully describe
wow superb perspective on riding history ?! Like finding out that it repeats and whatever we do humanity just doesn't learn.. This action keeps hiding the light, the light of a better and kinder world. Well, thanks, I got carried away.
Quite the prospect. Great haiku, Dana!
Oh... I thought this was going to be another kind of dirty lol But this one was good too!! I can feel the sand getting caught in the corners of my eyes and mouth!! 😅
I wouldn't be surprised if this is our earth's plight is the years to come. Loved your Haiku!
Thinking of the haze that hits Singapore around this time. Well done, Dana.
Love this and the depth behind it! Beautifully done! Bravo!
Dustbowl memories!!
Perfect imagery!
Love how you remind us that the past infiltrates our present 🥰
I love the second line, it goes so well with the pic and the overall sky-ku
I can't imagine licong through that..
One of the most intriguing books I read last year was on the Dust Bowl. I highly suggest it, and thank you for the reminder through your haiku. https://bookshop.org/p/books/the-worst-hard-time-the-untold-story-of-those-who-survived-the-great-american-dust-bowl-timothy-egan/15546508