shelter me

overhead life swarms
towards sun broad leaves rustle
in the shade picnic

Haiku Horizon prompt, tree


if the storage fits

there was nothing scarier than the woods at night
so they chopped the trees down for fuel and cottages
with minimal forethought abandoned farms to huddle
acceptance of less privacy for convenience and safety
in fact was a symptom of a cunning plot of compliance
only a few not gulled by spoke person’s babyish innocence
shunned as survivalists living off the grid and roots
espoused self-reliance and eschewed politics as usual

The Daily Post prompt
Three Word Wednesday prompt