thoughts on thoughts ... my take on haiku / senryu

ghosts that linger

ghosts that linger

With a single blast

the building into itself

did fall, eyesore, gone

Ten stories of death

A burned out shell, where people

once lived, children played

One smoke, from drunken

hand fell among newspapers

Tomorrow's headlines

Now the dust settled

Memories trucked away, new

soil covering old

Tribute to the dead

New life erupts, sun drawn blades

Family playground

Children again play

with the ghosts that linger, now

at peace, once again