Haibun Monday: The Sky IS the Limit

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The day after the son’s wedding, we visited London. The sky was hazy and sombre grey and the clouds soothed it with charcoal whirls. The London Eye provided a sturdy background in slow motion. The movement of the clouds was barely distinctive and the birds wheeled in slow lazy arcs. Above the busy city, the honking of cars and the strolling people, the sober grey sky cloaked the world. Such a malevolent sky with clouds an impermeable carpet of translucent greyish blue, cold, vast.

Cold and grey today
Just the right time to visit
Glad it didn’t rain

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Haibun Monday by hayesspencer

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B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – The ‘Aware’ – Childhood Memories

If the haiku is the understanding of the inner meaning of a moving moment (or a-ha moment) in an event … the haibun answers some of the questions of how one got to that inner meaning of the moving moment. The Japanese  word for this  inner meaning (or a-ha moment is known) as aware (pronounced ah-WAR-ay) or the spirit of the moment or object etc.

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We all have them. Our childhood memories – the innocence of youth. The time when we just played or messed around, when we had to go to school or play in the street. When we were free of responsibilities and worries. We remembered our games, our playground, our playmates, the laughter, falling out with some of them but being friends again after 10 minutes and most of all, the fun.

One, two, three, you’re “it”
The innocence of childhood
Youthful memories

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – The ‘Aware’ – March 12, 2016

Skiing – Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille

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Many moons ago, when HRH the son was around 4, we decided to have a skiing holiday in Austria. It was a really nice skiing resort and the son had free skiing lessons in the children’s club for 4 days. That meant, Him Indoors and I had some free time to ourselves. The sun was shining, snow covered the hills and mountains, leaves had fallen and such a bright day. We walked around and watched the son and the other children learned to ski. We watched other people skiing and snow-boarding.

Leaves had fallen
On a cold and snowy day
Wonderful winter

(c) ladyleemanila 2015

 

For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille December 30th 2015

Sleeping With Butterflies – Haibun Thinking

Many summers ago, when HRH the son was around 5, we went to the Roundway Park in Leeds. They had a butterfly garden there. HRH the son was fascinated by the butterflies, running after them, trying to catch them. We told him that if he kept still, some butterflies might be attracted to him and would come to him. That wasn’t easy for a boy to keep still, but he did. After some time, he saw a yellow and red butterfly sleeping in one of the leaves. He watched it with interest and patience. I’d never forget his excitement when he saw that it was waking up and started fluttering up and down the garden.

Pretty butterfly
Wings beating the summer air
Frail and delicate

https://haibunthinking.wordpress.com/2015/01/20/haibun-thinking-january-20th-2015/