My children run barefoot on the grass, their skin aglow from the sultry heat. Yelling and screaming, they chase each other, and when they tire, they turn on the faucet and spray each other with water from the hose. The driveway glistens, the grass soaks up the run-off water, and the roses drink of the cooling mist and stray waterdrops.
Carefree hearts exalt
blossoming in summer’s heat
ready for winter
Elsewhere in the yard, bees hum their pollinating song while they zip from one tomato flower to another. Chickadee chirp from their nests. The blueberries are purpling. Zucchini grow in the shade of their giant leaves while broccoli florets are crowning. In time, they will bless our table with their bounties.
The sun on her wings
the butterfly cuts through air
hastening to fall
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It is Haibun Week at Dverse Poet’s Pub. Grace invites us to write about summer. 🙂
I like how your children’s play not only benefits them but the grass and the roses.
I like how you created a two-in-one haibun. That’s creative!
Thank you very much. 🙂
That’s a beautiful shot…! It’s so very sweet, the memories children give us 🙂
The sweetness of summer…sigh…your home is a paradise and that picture perfectly fits the mood. ☺️
I can imagine life in your garden Imelda. This is lovely.
Thanks, Arlene. This summer, the plants grew pretty well. It must be the combination of rainy and hot, humid days (not to mention the fertilizing I did on the vegetable garden). But as always, I did not give enough space for the plants to grow. I always underestimate how big the tomatoes can grow, and how overreaching a cucumber’s vine can get. I wish I can say the same of the roses though. 🙂
Excellent work separating the two paragraphs with a haiku. I’ve done that sometimes to break up a longer write or, just because I feel like it. There are no rules about how many paragraphs you can separate with separate haiku.
Thanks, Toni. I appreciate much your insight regarding haiku and haibun writing. 🙂
I love especially the precise verbs in your prose that make the nature active. Maybe that’s what best with summer… everything is moving.
‘My children run barefoot on the grass’ and ‘the butterfly cuts through air’ seem to be the two sides of a coin…lovely happy moments….
what lovely thoughts of summer, every ingredient a lovely memory, captured for a lifetime, your haikus are so precious Imelda.
Thanks, Gina. 🙂
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I just love interesting verbs. This one is quite lovely: The blueberries are purpling.”
Thanks, LuAnne. 🙂
Classic beautiful shot! I like it a lot, Imelda and the imagery you created with your words evokes happiness and freedom.
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