Each night in June, I’ve added an addendum to my prayers to please be awakened in the night to the sounds of thunder. Paling leaves wiltin sol’s hot white stare —fish wriggle dry ponds. Where we have had a weeks-long drought, plants and bird baths needed daily attention. Three days ago, steel grey clouds…
Category: haibun
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Solstice 2021
Earlier in the day, I spent hours at the dentist, having the old, steel-fortified, half-broken crown of tooth five sawed off, having a digital imaging done for a new one, waiting for a reductive printer to create a new one that was then coated and “cooked,” then having it snugly fitted onto the old bone…
dVerse Haibun Monday and Haikai Challenge 191: Flower Moon
This Spring, in addition to bluebirds nesting in one of their boxes, there are two pair of ducks and a pair of sandhill cranes nesting along the ponds out back. I’ve seen the ducks take flight on my walks. The cranes have strategically placed their nest in an area that is now impassable due to…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — One Moment
Looking to my left through sliders, a red squirrel is jerkily looking for seed bits that fell out of the red barn-shaped feeder that is twisting in the slow breeze. The suet cage above the feeder has been empty since the flock of grackles started clearing the cakes within hours. A cardinal just landed beside…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Spring Promise
Sakura Frederik Meijer Gardens & Sculpture Park opened in April 1995 in Grand Rapids, MI. Since then, the gardens have expanded and the sculptures have increased to 158 acres and nearly 300 sculptures. In June 2015, an 8-acre Japanese garden was installed that includes a stand of cherry trees. I’ve walked the Japanese garden several…
dVerse — Quadrille — spring dreams
swift as wind currents whirl round the treeswarm as the sunshinebrings hums of beessprite as ice waterscan dance down creekspring sings bird songslife stirs from sleepblossoms of the crocusyellow purple white preensappetize restful waking dreams top image link Sarah is today’s host for dVerse‘ Quadrille Monday. Sarah says:A quadrille is a poem of 44 words,…
dVerse — Poetics — Lonely Strangers
The first time I saw him was in the 90’s, when I worked as a receptionist at the health department. He was a little man with white hair and a serious expression. He said he’d cut his leg and needed medical treatment. He didn’t know that the health department only treated Sexually Transmitted Infections, dispersed…
