Morning Reflection: Haibun

I stand at the open window listening to the robins, sparrows, wrens, and cardinals twitter, tweep, cheep, and trill as they tune their instruments, getting them just right to perform the sun salutation. The mockingbird rehearses his aria, long warbled phrases, chirrups, and chirrs. The birds perch high in the tall oaks and maple trees so that their voices echo, breaking the quiet of the early morning. I savor the moment. Soon, black clouds will come, the sky will weep, and the birds will take shelter in those wind-whipped high branches. I will gather then with others; together, we will express our sorrow to a grieving widow and children, and, say good-bye to a friend.


Spring a chimera–

rosy petals bloom, then fall

silver tears of rain


“Seen on KSC grounds, a robin pauses in a Brazilian pepper tree filled with red berries.”
NASA, via Wikipedia Commons, Public domain










For Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, using synonyms for belong and dream

For Frank’s Haikai challenge, using “twittering.”

36 thoughts on “Morning Reflection: Haibun

  1. Merril this is such a beautiful poem, I adore writing and reading about birds, those fragile delicate metaphors , this sad ending moved me deeply. Your poetry is always so beautiful and meaningful. 🌹

  2. I see what you mean now. The exact reasons aren’t the same, but the underlying truth is there. I’m sorry for your black clouds, and when they pass the grief will remain, but the birds will help give meaning to the life that goes on.

  3. That morning chorus is a reminder that another day has come, another day will come. If you think about it, a similar chorus announced another day, and another, when there was not sadness, and so this morning acts as a reminder of that time.

  4. Sorry for the loss of a friend (?) and husband, father of children, too. Funerals are hard for me, I dread the moments there but I do feel better having gone. The photo was a fine addition to the prose paragraph and nice haibun you wrote.

    • Thank you, Robin.
      It was a friend whose husband died. It was not unexpected, as he’s been sick for quite a long time, and I’m sure they’re happy he’s no longer suffering. But it’s still sad.

  5. Pingback: #Haikai Challenge #33 (5/12/18): Spring Rain (harusame)/Autumn Rain (aki no ame) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga – Frank J. Tassone

  6. Another beautiful haibun, Merril. We should have left all the tweeting to the birds, I think. They do it best.
    I’m so sorry for your loss.

  7. Pingback: #Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge Recap, “Belong & Dream,” NO. 82, #SYNONYMSONLY – Colleen Chesebro ~ The Fairy Whisperer

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