Haibun 2017 | Images Feeding The Ducks Winter 2010/11

Feeding the hungry, ducks, geese, swans, moorhen, coot, and gulls. The image depicts me in the winter of 2010. I hasten to add that to this day I’m still feeding them, and other wild birds. All so, and sadly, much to other peoples disgust, the squirrels, and rats too. And although I have not observed…

Monday Haibun #29 – Wait

Waiting Wait Everyday I wait, today is no exception. The  sun to rise,  starlings clicking outside my bedroom window, my alarm. Clock got binned, batteries were not included. Shops to open, postie dropping mail. Son to call, fell a tree, wife to get back home for dinner.  Desert, not sweet, both diabetic.  Sugar soon, between the sheets, nighttime  treats. Oh yes,…

The Sun – Haibun

The sun is poetically sound. Caught me hook line and sinker, Your words did truly expound, the virtue of a paper blinkered. Torn to shreds, yet words you found, poetically and, justifiably tinkered. Yet by the sun all life is surely bound. Your title did my first thoughts clinker. Now I have read all, your…

Faded – The Daily Post Writing Prompt

 Faded  Haibun …………………………………………………………… It was the night before the following day, a vague memory of something I had to do. Slept through till 9am, no dreams that I could recall, just a half memory that I had something to do this day. Breakfasted, ablutions done, dressed casual, checked camera, packed sarnies, filled flask, packed, ready…

Haibun Monday #28

Childhood memories …………………………… Everyday a childhood memory is invoked, today was no exception. As if was the same day all that time ago, a huge black dog came racing up the street, I had nowhere to go, I froze, my man bag held before my private bits. It ran strait  by, ner a sniff, me…