Tashi at Fiesta Island
See Me
Crone in Bernie Sanders hat, I fill hummingbird feeders and grape jelly jars for mockingbirds and orioles, water butterfly garden, inspect milkweed for Monarch caterpillars. Tashi rolls over, four feet in air, insists on a belly rub, a trip to Fiesta Island, leaps across hills, down cliffs to salty bay. Warm afternoon home, she chuffs disproval as screens and keyboards compete for attention. The house that once hugged children and shook to amplified guitar, now strains to hear living sounds of nearby high school, collects dust and dog hair, sighs, settles, and waits.
Fall day, not alone
Critters, flowers, and Facebook
And, of course, the ghosts
Prompt: See Me
Form: Haibun
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This one really made me smile. Had such natural beauty!
Thank you, Sam
I am enjoying the little bits of writing at the end as much as the poems. If you do a chapbook, you must include them too. I’ve never heard of this form!