#Haiku Happenings #5: Jane Kohut-Bartels’ #haibun!
Haibun: Healing with Nature
My solitude shared
night crickets and an owl
the moon must approve
soft moonbeam filters dust motes
a thousand fish swim upstream
It is late afternoon, winter by calendar, spring by temperament. The radishes have pushed above the dark soil, and look promising.
Two cats and I are sitting on a retaining wall that retains nothing, except Madame Alfred Carriere and Graham Thomas. They both have climbed to the second story and are looking in the windows, watching us sleep. I am surrounded by budding nature, the canna lilies brush my thighs with tenderness, making room for me. I sigh and relax into the gathering dusk.
Last night I heard the wood owls. Their demonic chattering scared me into the chicken coop to stand guard with a rake, nervous as the hens. Now I know they are only six inches tall and can’t eat me.
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