Haikus as told by Climate Crisis

I have been writing haikus about climate change. They are traditionally about nature and beauty, reflection and revelation, not destruction and depravity. I felt this was a beautiful irony. Please enjoy (or don't).

Seabreeze

i.

straws sucking seawater

tide pods drifting in moonlight

both will end in veins.

ii.

drifting aimlessly

tentacles draping slowly

a Target bag is free.

iii.

its nothing but net

basketballs float well in water

although nets do not.

iv.

teach a man to fish

trawling the deepest of seas

empty nets leave me sad.

v.

three million dollars

blue whales lives are worth this much

how much are you worth.

airways

vi.

misty mornings dense

the low-hanging fruit always wins

fog doesn't taste like that.

vii.

take a long deep breath

hold it in for seven seconds

one breath of clean air.

viii.

liquid gold they say

bubbles up from underground

what is its purpose.

ix.

some birds on the ground

feathers falling from feeders

deadly reflections

x.

smokescreens fill our eye

as far as the eyes can't see

do binoculars help

forest

xi.

monocultured woods

ash you will never bore again

blondes doing it better

xii.

wrinkled skins

they have seen us long before

wilting wood hearts

xiii.

bronchioles stretch

the lungs of the earth were full

can't hear the exhale.

xiv.

treehouses for sale here

the lorax quit speaking here

treehuggers allowed

xv.

trees falling in storms

flashes of yellow and silver

humankinds namesake