Haibun, Poem

Night of the Lepus: A Haibun

Written for dVerse Poets Haibun Monday 3-3-25.
Our inspiration this week is โ€œMarch Madnessโ€.
This is my haibun.

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Haibun, Poem

Groundhog’s Lament: A Haibun

Written for dVerse Poets Haibun Monday –
Celebrating Groundhog Day
. This is my Haibun.

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Haibun

Chasing Shadows: A Haibun

Written for dVerse Poets Pub โ€“ Haibun Monday: Solstice
offered up by our host, Frank J. Tassone. Here is my haibun.

Giggles overtake me as I chase my squatty shadow across the green velvet carpet of freshly mown grass. Iโ€™ve waited 365 days for this hour to repeat, another chance to sit in the warmth of the evening and delight in the heady fragrance of honeysuckle, to spy a firefly and gasp in awe as the sky blazes with cascading colors of sparklers, rockets and fountains. The realization that tomorrow will be minutely shorter than today hasnโ€™t registered; no, I wonโ€™t go there just yet โ€ฆ. not when there are so many summer nights to dream on and the winter will be far too long and cold.

the willow tree weeps
cicadas reject their shells
tilt toward the sun

NARยฉ2024

This is โ€œSaturday In The Parkโ€  by Chicago

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Haibun

Bubble Queen

Written forย Haibun Mondayย where we have been asked
by Frank J. Tassone at dVerse Poets Pubย to write a haibun
incorporating โ€œMay Transcienceโ€, using the Japanese idiom
of โ€œMono No Awareโ€. My granddaughter was my muse.

Sheโ€™s four now and it seems like yesterday she was barely walking, crawling sideways like a huge pink crab with her undeveloped knees brushing the floor in lightning speed. Her golden blonde hair is loose, flowing almost to the tops of her thighs like the fragrant flowers trailing from a Maypole. We laugh when we worried that these glorious tresses would never grow out and she would forever be the source of jokes by the mean girls in school. But that was not to be as this indescribably beautiful child standing before us with all the presence and attitude of Xena the Warrior Princess will stake her claim and win against any goddess wannabees. No more baby bubble pipes for this one; she has moved into the power bubble zone. She is a force of nature.

intergalactic shifts
bound from planet to planet
hail the bubble queen

NARยฉ2024

This is Biffy Clyro with “Bubbles”

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