Charmed Chaos
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#Haibun: October
I am floating in the highest corner of a sparsely furnished room, looking down at a baby in the middle of a big bed. Covering the bed is a soft chenille bedspread in a maroon and cream color. A woman, my mother is sprawled across the bed playing with the baby, and cooing soft words of love. The baby is smiling at her, as if she understands what my mother is saying. On a spiritual level, I come to realize the baby is me. Somehow, my soul has stepped out of my tiny body and is looking down on the scene below. This is the earliest recollection I have of my childhood.
I didn’t have a happy childhood for the most part, it was one filled with chaos and discord. My mother, bless her soul, was the one constant source of joy and stability, and I never doubted her love. This unusual memory has stayed with me all my life, and is my earliest remembrance I have of us and our bond.
October baby-
autumn leaves changing colors
a return to earth
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Walk with Me Down Memory Lane
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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Wow! To have a memory of when you were a baby is amazing. My earliest memory is from when I was a little over two years old. I’m glad you felt the love–and always felt that your mother loved you. ❤️
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Yes, I am so grateful to have had her for a mom.
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What an amazing and spiritual memory to have….and especially to see your mother in such light and recognize that early her love for you. I am so very glad you had her love as a source of stability in your life!
The haiku is the perfect accompaniment.
Thank you so much for sharing!
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Thank you Lillian.
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This is fascinating! I thought you must be describing a younger sibling at first. I am pleased your mother provided stability in difficult times.
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Thank you Ingrid.
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What an unusual memory! There are so many things that are beyond our knowledge about such happenings….documented experiences of remembering past lives, etc. What a comforting memory for you! I loved reading about it.
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Thank you Bev!
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I do love the realization of self as such an out of body experience… it must have been strengthened by your mother’s affection.
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Yes, I believe so.
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Beautifully composed, everyone deserves memories of love such as yours. Sadly, many don’t.
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Yes, that’s so true. Thank you Helen.
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Wonderful tale Linda. I can relate to chaos as a chilf. Glad you came through it. Very tender haiku.
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Thank you Rob.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Love your haiku!
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Thank you!
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