Haibun: The Walk
Posted on October 24, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
20 Comments
These days, it’s a short walk at best. After the attack, he nor I much care for venturing too far from home. At first, when the memory stayed with him, he would go out, do his business immediately, and then want to return home. I didn’t fight it; I couldn’t get the memory out of my mind either. This went on for a few days but after some time passed, I coaxed him to at least walk around our block.
This morning we step out into the crisp morning air. There is a cool breeze, enough to chill the skin but not enough for a sweater. I look up as a flock of pigeons take flight overhead, their gray silhouettes against the brilliant turquoise sky. I marvel at how silent their journey is. The lovebirds chattering on the feeders in our yard fades as we walk further from home. A few doors down, a neighbor’s tiger-striped cat jumps out at us from behind a bush. He’s quite brazen that cat, no fear of the dog. We give him a wide berth, and move on.
Rounding the corner, a terrier peeks his nose out from a gap in the block wall, and starts yapping. It’s the same greeting every morning. Is he jealous because he never gets to venture beyond those stone walls?
We step off the sidewalk into the street and continue on what we hope will be an uneventful journey. Me walking, deep in thoughts of my writing, the dog stopping to mark the occasional plant with his scent. Yet, both of us are hyper aware of our surroundings.
Two more corners to go, and back home.
does danger lurk round the bend
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: On August 21, my little dog was attacked by another dog while on our morning walk. I first wrote about it here:
Prayers
We are all healed now, but the memories stay with us.
I love the detail – I feel I could find my way round your neighbourhood now – almost! – and I love the care and understanding between you and your dog. Lovely.
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Thank you Sarah.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #9: Linda Lee Lyberg’s latest #haibun for #dversepoets!
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Thank you Frank.
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My pleasure, Linda! 🙂
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it is a natural instinct to be afraid to venture out again, I am glad you both are slowly getting back out there, really liked all your sights and thoughts along the way Linda. i could imagine every one a special little story in your heart
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Thank you for your lovely thoughts Gina.
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my pleasure, I love the walks with my girl too
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❤️
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Hugs to you! Hoping peace comes for you. In time I believe it wil.
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Thank you! Yes, I hope so.
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A brave and sweet journey. Thanks for sharing
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Being attacked can make one wary. I hope your walks are peaceful.
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Thank you Frank. So do we.
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I like the focused way you describe the walk with the dog… I can feel that you and the dog takes notes carefully
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Yes, that’s a great way to describe it. Thank you Bjorn.
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It is a shame when these incidents haunt us. Something as calming as a brief stroll ruined.
Hope all is well.
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The Prodigal Poet has returned! Lol. Happy to see you Drew. And thank you for your kind words.
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My pleasure
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