Haiku Sonnet By Chris Bunton
Sitting in the park,
On a dreary autumn day.
Watching the leaves fall.
Squirrels gathering nuts.
Working to survive winter.
They know what they need.
But what about me?
What real purpose do I have?
All of nature knows.
They all know their place.
Do they question their purpose?
Do birds wonder why?
Humans are corrupt in our ways.
Do we even belong in this place?
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published in several magazines, and has written a poetry eBook called “Against the Man” and an Addiction Recovery eBook called “Made Free: Overcoming Addiction“ His newest book is called “The Future is Coming” and is a collection of dystopian short stories.
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