Mockingbird Dawn–Haibun

Just before dawn, the mockingbird sings, an extensive string of melodies. Does he advertise his riches, or is he protecting his nest? I listen, captivated by his song. I take a mental snapshot of this moment to hold it tight within my cache of memories. Marked for now, but memories do not stay fixed on a map. The maple tree in which the mockingbird sits is ravaged by disease, and soon it will be cut, leaving only a stump. The birds will have to move on, flying into the air–soon gone like a thought.


dawn beguiles with song–

with bells of trills and warbling,

summer mornings ring









This Haibun is for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, using synonyms for bewitch and treasure.

27 thoughts on “Mockingbird Dawn–Haibun

  1. Merril, this is so lovely. I really love how this time with the birds is as fleeting as your thoughts. Nice analogy. ❤

  2. I’m enjoying your moment, but a little worried about the mockingbird losing her tree! 😢 But like you, I sit on a summer’s day and love listening to the bird song. 💙

    • Thank you, Pam. Yes, I’m sad about the trees, too. There are two maple trees in the front of our house, in that little strip of ground between sidewalk and street. The arborist said they’re not in good shape, and there’s nothing they can do. They’re outside my bedroom window, so I’m really going to miss them. I’m not sure if we can plant other trees there or not. I guess that’s what happens with old trees. A big branch (limb?) fell from the mulberry tree by our driveway last week. 😦

  3. Pingback: Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge, “Treasure & Bewitch,” No. 92 Recap, #SynonymsOnly – Colleen Chesebro ~ The Fairy Whisperer

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