written for dVerse No Ke Me, Tree Buds
I believe that haibuns are supposed to be a bit more personal. When I first learned about them, I was told they were travel journals, but now many that I read take on all kinds of subjects. So, here goes. Thanks for reading!
Hyacinth Under Ice
Mother Nature is angry and trying to catch our attention; if only in our utter, self-indulgence, she could. One winter week it’s sultry followed by a 60 degree plunge and snow and ice and sleet. Then there’s a bombogenesis along the Atlantic Coast that’s so ferocious it sends high waves to the Caribbean, branches break, trees tumble. Bitter cold and snow settle over Europe. Burning heat waves in the Southern Hemisphere. Drought. Fire. Earthquakes. Typhoons. There’s more to come. She has a menu of items. Does she have your attention yet?
“Enough,” Mother Nature declares. “I am saying—‘no.’ No to each one of you who wants to ravage me and disrespect me and take me for granted and leave nothing of me. This is my #metoo with consequences.”
confused hyacinth
budding pink in early March
silently snow falls
This is a wonderful haibun, personifying nature. The haiku is perfect. We hope you will keep jumping in with your haibun’s every other Monday, Sascha.
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Honestly, there is NO way we can outsmart or outdo MotherNature. In the end, she will defeat us or we will get wise and treat her right. I fear the outcome.
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If only the wise would override the ignorant.
Thank you. 🙂
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I like how you phrased this sentence: “This is my #metoo with consequences.”
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Thank you, Frank. 🙂
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That is brilliant Sascha
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Thank you so much, Deb! 🙂
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If Mom ain’t happy, nobody’s happy. Go Mom! Love #metoo! (Are you getting weather slammed?)
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We had snow last night. Some of the biggest snowflakes I’ve ever seen. Today it’s gone. This weekend there might be more….or you know…there could be sunbathing. 🙂
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Love it… the #metoo of mother nature is a brilliant touch. I hope the blooms will make it though.
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That silent snowfall is haunting, a bit of foreshadowing knowing the hyacinths will not come to fruition, though they are pink with hope and expectation. Thank you for sharing this, Sascha.
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