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The woosh of passing wind as I move on,
the bam!bam!bam! of hammers fall away.
These wheels that crunch on gravel just beyond,
a highway exit ramp to the blue way,
where life slows down with every town I pass;
and burdens born from crow-caws to day’s rind
yeild to a precious peace I know won’t last,
but let the growls of grief slip from my mind.
Where, then, can I lay my head for the night,
remembering her ever-waking snores,
until the clock’s cukoo at dawn’s first light,
set’s me once more on my own tour-du-force?
But where else can my happiness endure
than in your arms like all our days before?
cricket songs
silence from your side
of our bed
for Real Toads Going Going Gone! (Midweek Prompt!) (imagined by Karin Gustafson)
dVerse Poets’ Pub Meet the bar with Onomatopoeia (pubtended by Björn Rudberg)
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What a great idea, to have the first part of a haibun be a sonnet! It’s well written, too.
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Thanks! 😀
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Oh, my heart stopped when I reached the end. The sound of crickets as the measure of grief. This is stunning.
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Thank you, Victoria!
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Nice concluding two lines of the sonnet.
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Thanks, Frank!
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The ending hushed me! I feel the grief. Nicely written.
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Thank you, Mary!
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The grief is palpable Frank.
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Thank you, Linda!
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My pleasure.
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An onomatopoeia sonnet haibun? Genius. Those last lines stabbed me in the heart.
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Thanks, De Jackson! 😀
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The beginning reminded me of when I used to work in the city and live in the country – the sound of gravel a signal to unwind. But then, the poem turned to such heartbreak. Well done.
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Thank you, VJ!
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Kind of a wonderful stream of consciousness here. Very vivid. Thanks. k.
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Thanks!
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The last lines are heart rending. Sad and the grief is very much in evidence
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Thank you, Toni!
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Ha… to endure snoring is true love!! Great poem… the sounds really came through
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😀 Thank you, Dwight!
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Reminds me of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130…
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
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🙂 It may have been in the back of my mind. I certainly wanted a heroic couplet to close the sonnet!
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A sonnet my favorite form – and the ending makes the heart pause…
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Thank you! 🙂
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the cricket sounds a dull replacement
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Nicely done, Frank, and I love the phrase ‘let the growls of grief slip from my mind’.
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I enjoyed your poem.
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Thank you! 😀
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To use Onomatopoeia in a sonnet is so great… also Shakespeare realized how much pentameter and onomatopoeia works together. Also love how you tied it with alliteration to make it work… great work
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Thanks, Bjorn! It has been some time since I wrote a sonnet-haibun. This prompt inspired it! 🙂
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I mix up different verse forms with haiku all the time 😉
I enjoyed your sonnet and haiku.
Sonnets are a tricky wicket for me. 🙂
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Thanks, Jules! 😀Sonnets are an effort for me, too! 😆
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This is wonderful in rhythm and rhyme, your imagery is stellar, and oh those closing lines. My new favourite of yours, Frank.
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Why, thank you, Sherry! I appreciate that! 🙂
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Wonderfully done. And a poignant haiku.
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Thanks! 😀
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