Saturday, July 13, 2013

Haibun



                                             DUSK 

It is quiet now.  No cars on the road.  No neighbors about.  The light is going.  Overhead, a solid cloud cover.  A breeze stirs the pines creating a rushing sound as of a stream pulsing over rocks. After a few seconds it reaches the copper chimes on the porch, sounding its bell tones, low and fleeting.

                                      summer rain–
                                      the gentle way
       -                              you touch my hand 

One Hundred Gourds, 9/2012

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6 comments:

maggie said...

Lovely, Adelaide!

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Maggie.

Adelaide

Frank... said...

A super haibun, Adelaide...

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Frank.

Adelaide

Gillena Cox said...

this is a sweet romantic piece, i especially like the resonance of mood in the text and the ku


much love...

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Gillena

Adelaide