Raw, that’s what they were—all raw, energy unkempt and sagging. Breathing heavily to remind themselves they were alive. Their rabid rabbit eyes bored holes through clothes; they had listened to their mothers and eaten all their carrots. They had developed a taste for them—the crunch had no other substitute. And everywhere you turned, there they were, with their sunken features and sharpened teeth. Twinkling eyes sparkled and shattered the picture frames that caged them. They smelled of origan and martyrdom, but plumb the depths of their cisterns: beware the nematodes. Woven partners of the snake, Medusa’s braids. And bathed in sour cream.
Saturated cloud
Issues forth acetic rain
Nile turns back to blood

Feb 16, 2012 @ 19:39:12
The Egyptians were dismayed to see the Nile turn to blood. I”m dismayed to see it happening again!
Wedding Day: Haibun
Feb 17, 2012 @ 00:55:08
Exactly–it’s doubly troubly now!
Feb 17, 2012 @ 03:21:41
A thoughtful haiku…We need to protect our mother nature
Feb 17, 2012 @ 09:54:34
Thank you! Quite a valid interpretation I hadn’t expected
Feb 18, 2012 @ 12:23:07
It may happen if we are not taking proper measures to protect the Nature.. Thoughtful one Wordcoaster..
Feb 18, 2012 @ 12:30:11
I suppose so–the Earth is a precious resource, thanks