The Path
Walking through the birch trees we talk of our children and our work. Which for me is one and the same. We talk of haiku, of Shakespeare, of religion. And I wonder if I will ever be more than words.
goodnight kiss
a sliver of moonlight
across her hair
May 14th, 2020 at 9:47 am
Beautiful haibun, Tia. I could relate to this very well. Thanks for writing it!
May 14th, 2020 at 9:54 am
This is really lovely. It’s so easy to slip quietly into this moment when you’ve had those walks, talks, and of course the goodnight kisses.
May 14th, 2020 at 9:59 am
A very moving & thought provoking piece. Beautiful!
May 14th, 2020 at 10:52 am
Very moving. Thank you.
May 14th, 2020 at 11:17 am
Beautiful, Tia. I could relate to this also. lovely to read outloud.
May 14th, 2020 at 11:13 pm
Wonderful! Thank you.
May 15th, 2020 at 7:29 am
Clearly, you are more than words! Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece.
May 20th, 2020 at 2:07 pm
Very nice understated haibun!