Haibun for nature’s magic

Well, I couldn’t resist. Another haibun for the dverse magical nature prompt. The five line verse is a gogyohka.

Meadow high

Life is heavy these days. Worries settle like indigestion in the silence of the night, rattling chains like Marley’s ghost and chasing sleep. The remedy, come morning, is to walk around the land, along the north path where the vines face south, down the west side where dog roses perfume the air, beneath the plum trees and the fig, to follow the stream east in the shade of poplar and oak, to listen to all that rustles and sings, barks and chatters, and let the peaceful words of running water sooth the night away.

stream babble-music plays

birds among the leaves trill unseen

a tangle of scents

furtive scuttle-rustle

grass stalks bend—wild secrets

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

39 thoughts on “Haibun for nature’s magic”

      1. I guess it makes sense that you would have both, predator and prey. But now I don’t think I’d want to walk through the grass. I think there are probably other nightmare creatures there, too. 😉

      2. I went down to the stream this morning to say hello to the frogs and surprised a mother mallard and six ducklings! I thought there must be a nest close by. Just crossing fingers she has somewhere safe to keep them from foxes and birds of prey.
        The man came to mow the meadow this morning before the heat wave shrivels the grass. I hate seeing it all go and the kites and buzzards hovering.

      3. It was! She flew away to distract my attention, but didn’t go far. The babies were cheeping their heads off so her plan probably would have only worked for a deaf predator 🙂

    1. Doctors will dole out pills on request (here at any rate). So much easier than making a proper diagnosis and prescribing a treatment that won’t earn them a kickback from the drug companies. Cynical, I know, but it’s what happens.

      1. I have a rare blood disorder for which there is no specific treatment, just blood transfusions if the red blood count gets too low. I joined the international help group because the doctors here don’t know anything much about it.I has to be said that no one knows much about it, it isn’t lucrative enough to do the research for so few sufferers.
        Most of the participants are from the US (about 95% I’d say) and they are on all sorts of treatments that might or might not have an effect that cost thousands of dollars a throw. I look on in wonder and bewilderment as I get 0 treatment. It’s a condition that can affect anyone, yet only Americans seem to be swallowing masses of pills and having courses of injections for it.

      2. Americans believe in drugs. They don’t want to actually have to change their behavior in order to feel better, and they won’t accept that they aren’t immortal.

      3. That could explain why they are so insistent about being saved. The idea that this life, long and wonderful as it is, is all they’re going to get is too hard to accept

      4. All those rules to make sure you get to commune with angels when you die, and they totally miss the magic all around them right now.

      5. Yes, it’s strange how you can win the right to commune with angels by simply ‘believing’ and ignoring totally the hell we’re making for our fellow inhabitants of the planet.

  1. Oh Jane, what a nice bonus! I think I will take a break right now and go for a walk (have the luxury to do that while vacationing, – another week and back to the grind). Oh that lovely five acres, and that observant heart beating within it. Thank you!

    1. I know, I’m lucky, even if I was woken in the middle of the night by a young fox barking right under the window and again at 5am when the nightingales and blackbirds started tuning up.

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