The lake, taken
Prisoner by man
-made plastic prisons
Plastic cells gave
Plastic smells
Turned plastic taste
Into plastic waste
Now the plastic cell
As by plastic spell
Created a plastic lake
Out of this plastic plague
Lake
The lake, taken
Prisoner by man
-made plastic prisons
Plastic cells gave
Plastic smells
Turned plastic taste
Into plastic waste
Now the plastic cell
As by plastic spell
Created a plastic lake
Out of this plastic plague
Amand - Poetry & Stories 
Clever and very true…
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Thank you, Ilya!
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I always love when a master (writer? poet? author? Weak nouns! Be on the next level! Master. Sounds about right. *nice idea for a haiku. Thanks!) uses repetition to reinforce his / her message.
Such repetition – I’m sure there’s a proper term for that. Man, what an uncouth embarrassment I am – also evokes a vivid imagery… Loved using this trick myself, back in the day 🙂
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Perhaps it’s time to start using your box of tricks again then!))
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Not yet! First, need to suffer haiku limitations, you know like these ankle weights you use for fitness.
Then when it gets truly unbearable, like wearing a winter fur coat in a swelting hot summer, while viciously dancing boogey-woogey, then I’ll add free verse to my literary diet!
I got so chatty all of a sudden :-0 limitations say nothing on writing in comments 😉
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