The dverse haibun prompt is in honour of Earth Day. What a joke. Whose turn is it tomorrow?
Instead of wandering lonely, looking at clouds, drooling over daffodils, extasising over the blackbird’s song, walk along the main road in the dust and fumes of the traffic, among the detritus tossed from car windows, past the open sores of cheap tacky businesses more tape worm than ribbon development. Instead of getting in your car and driving to somewhere pretty, look at the ugliness of our daily existence, the havoc we wreak with landscape, the tractored and poisoned fields, the bunkers where animals exist for their short terrible lives. Just look at that and ask, is this the earth I want?
bird in the field
searching for a stray worm
each brood one chick less