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haibun six

For the three of us, myself, my wife, and our young-adult son, yesterday will be remembered as our final trip to my parents’ home in rural Missouri. 315 more words



“Love me like you love the Moon”, he said.
“I can’t love you like that. The Moon is too far”, she replied.
“Moon shines on your way when it’s dark”, he said. 129 more words

Days In The Blackberries Field

Little Flower Girl

Tender shoots, soft petals, not yet ready for Spring’s first full bloom. As all young seedlings, she innocently trusts the sky to bathe her and the sun to warm her as she grows. 72 more words


fazing of the night (haibun)

She looks out the window, waiting for daylight. Birds bid her a good morning in the darkness of the night still, fazing ever slowly. She turns to look at her mistress and waits for a sign, then nuzzles on her pillow and  tries to catch some sleep in the quiet dim of night. 8 more words



When people ask me what kind of creative work I do I am often at loss for words. If I try to explain that I am currently combining haibun with haiga people look at me in complete mystification. 675 more words


Idea into Action

We’ve finished our dinner, chicken and broccoli.  I’m on my second glass of wine.  Alec, teenage Alec, sees something on the TV and decides he’s still hungry. 120 more words


Sunny with a chance of annihilation

Out of nowhere this afternoon a sharp squall hits — darkness, crashing thunder, storm crows riding the wind like demons, dead trees snapping in the woods… And then the sirens. 21 more words