South Coast, Aqaba
We stand on the shore, a plastic bag of fins, masks and snorkels on the sand between us… (haibun continues)
Author: Bob Lucky
Bob Lucky lives in Portugal. His work has appeared and is forthcoming in various journals including Modern Haiku, tinywords, Rattle, MacQueen?s Quarterly, Presence, The Haibun Journal, and others. He's the author of Ethiopian Time (Red Bird Chapbooks), Conversation Starters in a Language No One Speaks (SurVision Books), My Theology (Cyberwit) and What I Say to You (proletariat.org).
friday evening
the last car to board the ferry
in front of me
tying my shoes
lately the ground
seems so low
“Monday Morning Coffee Break” (a haibun)
day moon even here I?m somewhere else
Hiking
(a short haibun — click through to read it)
my apology
hard pears left
to ripen
meteor shower
everyone complains
about the moon
“In the Beginning”–a new haibun by Bob Lucky
Alice in Her Twilight Years
We were cleaning out Mom’s house when we found them in the back of a cupboard, two zaftig Barbies covered in cookie crumbs.
A haibun by Bob Lucky.
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spitting rain
the sound of noodles
hitting the wok
job search the tide takes another sandbar
summer blues
wisteria high in the branches
of a dying tree