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tiny haibun

THE CHASE

April 5, 2021 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

The carousel’s saddled horses go no slower than its zebras.

the
unicorn

in real
life gets

away

Joseph Salvatore Aversano

THE CHASE

HO HO HOW DID WE GET HERE

February 8, 2021February 8, 2021 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

Those were the days, when zoom was the noise made by my sister’s Scalextric, while the rest of us huddled for warmth around a single blizzarding screen.

floods all around nostalgic for snow

Helen Buckingham

HO HO HOW DID WE GET HERE

For Loie Fuller

February 1, 2021 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

A skirt of syllables. A wing of words. And how does it feel to be touched by stars ?

swirled in cloaks of mist
shaking out a web of droplets
Vaudeville dancer

Diana Webb

For Loie Fuller

Bookcase

January 11, 2021 jshb32gembun, haibun, tiny haibun2 Comments

the age of the forest is negotiable

at the edge
of sanity
foghorn

Hemapriya Chellappan

Bookcase

One Can Always Count On Dave And The Gang

December 28, 2020 jshb32haibun, tiny haibun1 Comment

Head bangs, laughter and dancing. Live streaming Foo Fighters at the Roxy.

shared joy finds its way
virtual
sing-along

E. L. Blizzard

One Can Always Count On Dave And The Gang

Suite

November 16, 2020 jshb32haibun, tiny haibun2 Comments

At what frequency  does this thread vibrate?

Bach at twilight
the spider’s choreographic
moves

Diana Webb

Suite

n.t

November 2, 2020 jshb32haibun, tiny haibunLeave a comment

Fairies left gifts here beneath the tree where she dreams. Which to choose. A trinket of wood? A trinket of gold?

a breath
through the leaves
sky’s alchemy

Diana Webb

n.t

Birth Story

October 5, 2020 jshb32haibun, tiny haibun1 Comment

As the ooze cooled, joints jutted between long, smooth slopes. An unforgiving fragility to climb.

primal churning
a meadow sweats
til the avalanche

Kat Lehmann

Birth Story

Salt on the tongue

August 31, 2020 jshb32tiny haibun4 Comments

The sea is the sea is the sea is the sea whether on the Costa del Sol or a demure resort on the Isle of Wight

sunrise
over the pelagic horizon
matching underwear

Diana Webb

Salt on the tongue

A Time to See

August 24, 2020 jshb32haibun, tiny haibun1 Comment

Up in the early hours to brew a coffee munch a chocolate bar. Feels  a bit of a dare like midnight feasts of schooldays

dark of the pine
against dark of the sky
morning star

Diana Webb

A Time to See

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