waste not want
not to store excess
but plenty
it was such a waste
four long years of higher ed
just to flip burgers
the cruelest fate
one’s body wasting away
with one’s mind intact
it’s a waste of time
to try changing someone’s mind
who thinks with their heart
a life of worry
wasted on cheap wine and painkillers
death not survival
~kat – 1 March 2017
For Haiku Horizons Challenge, prompt word: Waste.
like mercury colliding... 
March 2nd, 2017 at 12:48 am
Waste is pretty tragic, it seems. You’ve summed it all up with these.
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March 2nd, 2017 at 2:03 am
who thinks with their heart… beautiful! 🙂
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March 2nd, 2017 at 5:16 am
Thank you… it is so true! ❤
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March 2nd, 2017 at 12:50 pm
I like the way you distill so much into so few words, so poignant.
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March 2nd, 2017 at 1:50 pm
Thank you Francine. These challenges are great practice for working on the art of being concise. 😊
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March 3rd, 2017 at 9:44 am
And I had to rake my brain for this one. They are terrific Kat.
Mine is here
https://agnishatdalezine.wordpress.com/2017/02/28/waste-for-haikuh…ns-wordpress-com/
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March 4th, 2017 at 12:51 am
A whole lot if truths going on here Kat. #2 especially hit home. I know a couple people going through the very same thing.
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March 4th, 2017 at 7:57 am
Hopefully they find their niche and thrive rather than being forced to work to survive. It is so common…and sad.
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March 4th, 2017 at 12:29 pm
True..
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March 4th, 2017 at 8:14 pm
Brava.. 🌹🌹🌹
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