Haibun: sound of crickets

An extreme erased haibun for the dverse ‘cricket’ challenge.

Dusk. The moon and Mars above the trees and the pale silhouettes of hunting owls calling, soft and quavering. White scuts sharp in the lowering light as rabbits flit on silent paws, and the air thrills with summer warmth caught in the crickets’ throb.

How loud the silence

this summer night calls

to the pale stars

 

erased:

 

Dusk

and owls flit

caught in the silence;

summer calls

to the stars.

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Daily poem: August stanza 20

Most of the orioles have migrated. Just a few left, only singing early in the morning.

 

 

Fly south though the sun shines, wise oriole,

and the August heat is fierce,

for the nights will cool,

the wind will change,

and storms buffet the distant sea.

Daily poem: August stanza 19

 

Falcon with the yellow eye

look the other way, don’t see

the young rabbit’s excited leap

from burrow into the bright day world

this tremulous first time.

A fool and a cage

I started and discarded several poems this morning because I didn’t think I was listening properly. I changed word sets and got this. It’s very enigmatic, and it made me feel sad.

 

Prisoner of self,

I listen for the words

that will open the secret of love,

breathe joy into this broken steel cage,

give it the wings to fly.

Those thoughtless words

haunt me yet.

Only a fool would desire

a life without you.

 

 

Daily poem: August stanza 17

 

Door that stands open

to the starry sky

is the one I will gladly pass

with no regrets.

I once thought of you

A second attempt at getting an opposite effect in the reverse reading of the poem. For the dverse prompt.

 

I once thought of you

as the light in the jungle

all the stars in the sky.

Days roll by and fade

like dreams ending,

but still you fill my thoughts.

A touch of your hand lingers,

reminding me that you are only

a heartbeat away—

your smile hangs in the darkness

 

Your smile hangs in the darkness,

a heartbeat away,

reminding me that you are. Only

a touch of your hand lingers,

but still you fill my thoughts,

like dreams ending.

Days roll by and fade,

all the stars in the sky,

as the light in the jungle.

I once thought of you.