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Tag: Haibun
Waiting for the Roses
Here, in this place, this haphazard garden, is peace. The lavender spills into the path, breaking free of its boundaries. The bright orange Mexican sunflowers with their golden pom-pom centers, are blooming even now in late November. Bees hover around the milkweed, gathering pollen… Continue Reading “Waiting for the Roses”
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Haibun: February Rain
On the night it happened, we were living apart; he in the home we once shared and I in a little bungalow not far away. Separated after almost 7 years of marriage. For ten months, he begged me to come home and I refused.… Continue Reading “Haibun: February Rain”
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Haibun: The Walk
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.… Continue Reading “Haibun: The Walk”
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Morning Storm
Daybreak comes with an ominous ink stain painted on the morning sky. The wind is silent and still, as if the earth is holding its breath waiting for the impending assault. No birds singing; rather perching close to one another in the dense shelter… Continue Reading “Morning Storm”
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Grey Sky Rain
Today is overcast with sporadic rain showers. I wished for rain on my birthday and here it is. Unusual for Arizona. While running an errand, I look up into the slate sky and I see them. Flying above the neighborhood community whose cruel nickname… Continue Reading “Grey Sky Rain”
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Waiting for Death
She perches in a crook of the mesquite tree with the gnarled bark surrounding her. A brilliant flash of green with a rosy face. There is an aura about her, eyes once alert to every move now glazed, beseeching. A black crow sits above… Continue Reading “Waiting for Death”
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Garden Walk
The air is cool and apple crisp as I take an early morning walk through my garden. There is a hint of Autumn’s gold gleaming on the wings of birds as they soar through the turquoise sky. The breeze rustles through the Mesquite tree,… Continue Reading “Garden Walk”
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