Grecian Grace

We saw it at a tourist trap in Mykonos during our honeymoon. The vivid sunburst hue in the sky and sea caught our eye. The iconic way the painting captured the quintessential, Greek seaside town won us over. We could almost feel the breeze blowing the arms of the windmill.

It has hung in our dinning room for the past fifteen years–ever since we moved in to our house. It has born witness to our Hellenic travels every time we’ve had family and friends around our table. That’s thanksgiving for thirteen of the past fifteen, a Christmas Eve or two with my immediate family, and every meal that we’ve shared with our friends.

Each time we see it, we relive the joy of our sojourn in Greece. It’s as though that breeze off the Aegean blows right out of the frame to refresh us yet again.


a new reminder of when

our joy commences

another carafe of red

beside the wine-dark sea

for dVerse Poets’ Poetics: Come Hang with Me (pubtended by lillian)

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 118, #SynonymsOnly

Real Toads’ Tuesday Platform (imagined by Anmol (HA)


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  1. This haibun speaks to me 🙂 First, in the testament to your marriage and the way this reminder of your early sojourn has graced your home for fifteen years. And in the way you talk about the fresh breeze it seems to usher in each time you look at it. Having been to Greece a number of times with my past job, getting to know people there and enjoying sitting in the outdoor tavernas….I especially love the reference to the red on the table and the wine-dark sea. I enjoyed most the little places where the tables were graced with those colored tin glasses and a pitcher of red! So glad you posted to the prompt!

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