A COUNTRY HAIBUN
A murky sky on a late winter day. The farm country is brown. Rolling pastures of dried brown grass, plowed fields of muddy dirt, corn fields left with a golden brown stubble. Here and there a white farmhouse with outbuildings in either red or white. Otherwise, the vista is brown, brown, brown.
There is a subdued beauty about the brown hills, their sweep and curve, their valleys and ridges. A smoothness and a calmness in their brown coat. A solid color, brown. Dependable, lasting. On this dull day horses and cows stand quietly in pastures. The stillness of a painting by a Dutch master, but for the crows.
cawing and pecking
down one hill and up another
black dots on brown
Bottle Rockets #17, August 2007
7 comments:
Nicely pictorial, Adelaide!
__ "Cawing and pecking", "black dots on brown". I see crows with the horses and cows... in the late summer fields. Ah, the changes. _m
I really enjoyed this piece. I have seen what you describe and it is a lovely site!
Thank you Magyar and Peggy. This area has its own special beauty regardless of the season.
Thanks for your comments and appreciation
Adelaide
Adelaide; i Lluv the animation, the colour and the repetition in this haibun; an earthy splendour
Much love...
Thank you, Gillena. It's not brown yet. We've had a slow start for cold weather. Last night was the first freeze.
Adelaide
haying the cows~
I see my breath
the cow's too
I grew up on a cattle ranch in Oklahoma.
Thanks, Sandy, for your haiku.
Adelaide
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