Category Archives: haibun

Monsoon – a Haibun

  A New Year ’s Day trip to an artist’s studio-cum-café on Praslin,  Seychelles saw us waiting at a bus stop when the monsoon started in earnest.  Machine gun bullets rained down on us in our shorts, tee shirts and … Continue reading

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Haibun Monday … Relaxation Class

Visualise twenty horizontal ladies in various stages of bulge, spread out on mats across the village hall.  “Now ladies, empty your minds; starting with your toes and work up towards your heads, tense each muscle in turn, then let it … Continue reading

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Haibun Monday: Walking

    o Seasons are playing silly tricks on us.  I walked this path regularly last year, monitoring nature, seeking the first primroses and savouring the shapes of skeletal trees in winter.  Above you see it in full lush leaf … Continue reading

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A twofer for Haibun Monday

Haibun Monday at DVerse wants us to use a photograph by Susan Judd – her ethereal pictures look like watercolour paintings. But first, a picture from my son:   This mysterious photograph was taken last weekend by my son, Robin … Continue reading

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Happy haiku

image from Celie’s blog 

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Moony Monday

for dVerse poets pub Haibun Monday – the prompt asks us to use “moon” Songs about the moon are legion – so easy for a poet to find a rhyme – but usually corny in the extreme.  Couple moonlight with … Continue reading

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Haibun Journey

At bustling Gare Saint Lazare is the train for home – boring diesel, no longer romantically clouded in steam, when you would have been dressed formally for travelling with a hat and white gloves picking up every speck of coal … Continue reading

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Newborn – a Haibun

“Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.” ― E.E. Cummings   After the struggle, the stress and the strain, I look at my child in wonder;  responsible for … Continue reading

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  This winter is the pits.  Where are the lovely sharp sunshiny frosty mornings?  Must we suffer only rain, incessant, interminable, smothering all interest in going outside to enjoy a bracing walk.  Crisp outlines of trees are nowhere to be … Continue reading

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Wordle 236 and Haibun Monday

  “Shut your eyes.  Put one foot in front of the other and follow the line until I tell you to stop.  Hmm!  You’ll have to do better than that, your right foot is a country mile from the line.  … Continue reading

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Wordle 235 – Tug o’ War

I groaned when I saw the Wordle words, unable to find even a glimmer of poetry, though Im sure you will find some inspiring writing at The Sunday Whirl. Tug o’ War – a Haibun The fight was fixed. That … Continue reading

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Hail to Thee, Blithe Spirit

    Today had been a day of storms, of squalls alternating with heavy rain, sunshine and hail.  A visitor landed in the garden across the lane, brightly arrayed with auburn plumage, fluffed out against the weather.  I hurried to … Continue reading

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Rural haibun

  Vincent saw a cluster of old stone houses nestled higgledy piggledy around the base of a church, surrounded by fields in varied cultivation. The outsized church once served a large population until the advent of modern machinery and monoculture … Continue reading

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As the sun broke the horizon… for Octpo 27

Image: Sunrise at Notre Dame de Cenilly © VFB, 7.30 this morning Who needs Turner when the real sunrise is so spectacular? Image one of the plonkers © Celie Gunther of the Kitchen’s Garden Crackling? What are you on about? … Continue reading

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Rambling, for Octpowrimo 6

  Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream. (Gibran) and each day, thank God is different.  A variety of cereals for breakfast, diverse weather, events, people encountered; aches and pains in new places; mood unique, behaviour ditto. … Continue reading

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