Saturday Haiku: Watchful Morning

 

some will watch
some will watch and wait
some will run

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Photo by Charles Kinnaird

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Saturday Haiku: The Waiting Haiku

A Brief Look Back

Over the past month, the haiku I've written focus upon waiting. Could it be that sheltering-in-place had some influence? I didn't notice until after these were done, but the topics range from perching on a fence to actively waiting to "all the world will wait."

These screenshots will give you a review of the past four weeks:

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Saturday Haiku: Heron Waits

morning fog steps in

as sunlit waters glisten

a lone heron waits

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Photo by Cathy Pike: "Foggy morning at Lakeside Landing, Pell City, Alabama"
Found at Alabama the Beautiful Facebook site
Used with permission from the photographer


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Portal

Something opens up when one faces his father’s death – even the possibility of death. When I went down to see my parents one Christmas, my father was too sick to get out of bed for any length of time.  It became apparent that he needed to go to the hospital.  It was then that we found out it was his heart.

The first doctor doubted that he was a candidate for surgery, but then the surgeon told Dad the odds. There was a chance he would not make it through the operation, but a greater chance that he would not make it without surgery. Dad opted for surgery.

During the days that followed, it was as if I were once again waiting for my father’s return. My mind went back to childhood moments of anticipating the hour when Dad would come home. This time, though, it was a trip from which he may never come back. The days of waiting held moments of crystal-clear memory, like a portal to the past. The waiting also brought questions about the future.

Early one morning while driving to the hospital, a bright crescent moon came into view as I turned onto the highway. I was suddenly taken by its beauty and for one brief moment felt nothing but joy.

one small arc of light

shines from a thin crescent moon

like a door ajar

Venus and the Crescent Moon by David Lee

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*For notes on writing haibun, see yesterday's post.


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Saturday Haiku: Caterpillar

wandering on leaves

one creature finds its nature

in waiting to fly

                           ~ CK

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Photo: A Zebra Longwing (Heliconus charitonius) caterpillar
Credit: DeadEyeArrow

Courtesy of Wikimedia Commoms


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