Haibun for the talking baby

For the dverse prompt.

Babies learn so quickly, growing from unformed blob of glup to something that walks, talks and has its own opinions.

So few weeks ago
it was spring and these birds
were still eggs.

Between September visits, our small grandbaby has changed from being dog spectator, watchful and amused, to dog commander, dishing out treats from her plate, and expecting to be obeyed in all things. She follows them about, calling, but of course, they don’t understand their new baby names, and of course, baby gets furious when she has to shout twice, or ten times.

Scattering leaves
with a swirl of red skirts
summer leaves the stage.

By the end of the autumn, who knows how her wings will have grown. Perhaps Bee and Emon will have learned a new language too.

In the porch
dog watches leaves bowling
remembers the sun.

Bee (more commonly known as Bix) stealing the talking baby’s lunch.

Emon (Redmond) and Bee (Bix) early morning June, hence the green.

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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.

48 thoughts on “Haibun for the talking baby”

  1. A beautiful haibun Jane, I especially love your middle haiku,

    Scattering leaves
    with a swirl of red skirts
    summer leaves the stage

    Please give your sweet hounds a gentle pat from us too xxx

    1. Thank you!
      I can’t leave comments or likes on your blog, but I enjoyed the conker and jacket potato memories. I wish more parents back then could have thought to plant a few of those conkers. What forests there’d be now!

  2. Oh Jane, I know what you mean! I haven’t seen Ellen and Lucas since last Christmas, and I can’t wait to go down there at half term. The new baby is due soon, and I hope I can see more of him over the years. Covid got in the way with Lucas. I love the image of the small grandbaby changing from ‘being dog spectator, watchful and amused, to dog commander, dishing out treats from her plate, and expecting to be obeyed in all things’. My favourite haiku:
    Scattering leaves
    with a swirl of red skirts
    summer leaves the stage.

    1. That’s a long time! We don’t see ours as much as we’d like, but we’re not very accessible, and none of ours have cars. The baby family hire a car when they visit because of all the gear modern babies need.

  3. This is a pure delight–everything prose, haiku, and photos. Babies do change so quickly.
    I love the photos, and my favorite haiku is also the swirling red skirts of the leaves.

    1. Thank you 🙂
      We seem to get this every day, calm and sunny in the morning, then by the beginning of the afternoon a wind gets up, tearing the leaves and some branches from the trees.

      1. It’s strange how it follows the same pattern every day. It isn’t really windy here either. Nothing like what you get often, but the trees are fragile and it doesn’t take much to break their branches.

      2. I guess the trees may be extra fragile after the prolonged drought. I think our weather is more changeable. But at least we’re not getting the hurricanes here (yet).

  4. I really enjoyed the layers of prose and haiku and your grandbaby’s determination to communicate. I’ve worked with hundreds of toddlers so to see a little snippet of this development always puts a smile on my face. Savour every moment! 🙂

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