Friday, December 12, 2014

HAIBUN


                                                    WEEDING

Once more I’m down on my hands and knees creeping along the garden bed pulling weeks.  It’s an on-going spring and summer activity, never getting ahead, always playing catch-up. Weed killers or preventers have limited or no success.  What works, although only temporarily, is pulling them.

There is some pleasure in this chore.  It requires no deep concentration on the activity itself, freeing my thoughts to float on the breeze.  To think about big things–the unrest in the Middle East, unemployment, the national debt.  And, little things…

                                                 an ant
                                                           crawling across my hand
                                                                                             the long journey

 WORLD HAIKU CLUB REVIEW
March 2013

4 comments:

janetld said...

Very relatable!

Adelaide said...

Thanks Janet.
Adelaide

Gillena Cox said...

my sentiments exactly about pulling weeds; though i dont as often; i recall though, growing up, in my parents home, that was one of the chores i had to do

much love...

Adelaide said...

Thanks, Gillena, for all your comments on recent posts.

Adelaide