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Written for dVerse Poets Quadrille
Monday – #227 where our inspiration
word is “turn”. Here is my quadrille.
Tag: d’Verse Haibun Monday
Like A Leaf On A Breeze: A Haibun
Written for d’Verse Haibun Monday 10.21.24 ~
Fall Foliage or Spring Blossoms. Here is my haibun.
Whether winter, spring, summer or fall, the view from my bedroom window has afforded me comfort and solace in times of physical and emotional struggle. The simple, unadorned panes of glass are a constant in my life, keeping me company, offering the best show in town. After all, what could be better than observing the changes brought about by Mother Nature? As the daily view gradually transforms, so do I. The delicate buds that caressed the tree branches in spring burst open full of life to face the summer sun; now they cling precariously to those same branches, a dainty necklace of copper, bronze and gold strands. More sky is visible through scantily clad tree limbs. Oh, what a tantalizing tease! The silvery glow from the hunter’s moon is an organic lightshow. What will tomorrow bring?
spring blossoms plant warm wet kisses
fall leaves crunch underfoot
winter flakes form crystal blankets
NAR©2024
This is “Forever Autumn” by the Moody Blues
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February Moon
The haibun theme at dVerse is Snow Moon.
It’s one of those rare delights – an unusually quiet morning with no appointments, no grandchildren to watch and nothing to do except roll over and glance out the bedroom window.
It’s that time just after dawn but before the sky has fully lightened and I think if there’s no name for this time of day, there should be.
I yawn and stretch, feeling no tension in my body, and when my eyes open, I audibly gasp as everything around me has frozen in time. Suspended in the sky is a pregnant pearlescent circle, full and perfect, a translucent milky orb.
Good morning, Snow Moon; this is serendipity at its finest.
Snow Moon, oh so shy
You fly away at my glance
Where are you hiding?
NAR©2024
This is “Snow Moon” (February) by Felt Piano
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In The Cold
Today at dVerse we are asked to
write a haibun that alludes to
breath, breathing, or to breathe.
The weather seems colder these days, perhaps that’s because I’m getting older.
As we briskly walk we can see our breath in the air when we talk and we laugh at my memory, just a fleeting sensory thought.
As kids we’d joke, pretending to be grownups who smoke in the cold.
A gentle snow fall
Crystalline flakes on my tongue
Breathing in the cold
NAR©2024
This is “Breathe” (In the Air) by Pink Floyd
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