Tag: Haibun

Looking Back – A Haibun

Just a few weeks ago it was the 35th anniversary of my living in the US.  I came from England, with my first husband and our baby son, to settle in Virginia where he was to begin a new job.

We knew a lot of the States fairly well having visited numerous times however leaving everything behind and starting again in a new country was still daunting.

George Bernard Shaw said the United States and Great Britain are two countries separated by a common language. There was never a truer statement!  I still remember the quizzical looks I would get when I asked someone for help or directions.  It was as if I was speaking with a foreign tongue.  I learned quickly to ask in a certain way and use words that were familiar to the listener.  Strange but true.  It still happens from time to time but these days I just laugh at myself for forgetting.

From across the pond
to land of milk and honey
Beginning anew

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Kim, from Writing in North Norfolk
is hosting Haibun Monday at D'Verse Poets
tonight ad has prompted us with A Snapshot of
Our Lives. To look back at a previously written
poem or prose and create a Haibun around it.
I chose a poem I wrote called Destination Unknown

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New Beginning – A Haibun

I remember writing the D’Verse Haibun a year ago and sharing that January had always been a sad time for me.  Each year I was consumed with melancholy and regarded it as a black month. 

Little did I now then that 2019 would be one of the worst years of my life. In January within days of writing that Haibun, an MRI on my husband’s brain showed two tumors and he was scheduled for immediate surgery. Thankfully they were removed successfully and not cancerous, but the healing process is long, life changing and precarious.  In addition to other existing health issues and the sudden appearance of new ones, we have been on a mind-altering, life changing journey to hell and back.

One year later we are in a better place but still struggling with the process. I am determined to make January a month of new beginnings, change and hope.  If you choose to turn off the light, then you will live in the darkness. 

Life will always change
Accept it, embrace it and
Never let it go 
 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Bjorn is hosting the January Haibun at D'Verse and has asked us to
think about new beginnings

Image by sunflair from Pixabay

Ripe for the Picking – A Haibun

Ripe for the Picking

As kids growing up we would pile into the family car for the Sunday drive.  Living in the city this was most often a trip into the country where we could connect with nature.

The car rides would seem endless and there were no videos, iPhones or iPads.  We would play I Spy and word games to pass the time and maybe stop for a picnic on the way.

Once there, we’d fish for tadpoles, walk in the woods picking bluebells and our favorite would be plucking those wild blackberries from the brambles and eating them on the way home.

Hedgerows of brambles
The highlight of our summer
Picking blackberries

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Merrill is hosting Haibun Monday at D’Verse
tonight and she has challenged us with writing
about Nature and she shared some words with
us as prompts. I chose ‘bramble’

Poppy Wreaths – A Haibun

Today, for Haibun Monday, Frank Tassone at D’Verse Poets, has prompted us with ‘Memorial’ as today is Memorial Day in the US.

When I think of the armed services, the memory it invokes for me is a visit to France many years ago. My mother’s first husband was killed in the D Day invasion in Word War II and was laid to rest in Bayeux, Normandy. We went with little information other than his name and regiment but thanks to the kindness of the French we found the cemetery and his grave easily.

I will never forget the miles and miles of crosses and markers throughout the French countryside, and how many had laid down their lives or us all.

Wreaths of red poppies
In honor of those who died
Lest we forget them

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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Waiting – A Haibun

We all wait for something every day.  Whether it’s the coffee brewing or standing in line at the grocery store.  It’s a way of life, and to me, it is not a big deal, but many can’t abide waiting.

I have plenty of patience and never more so than when I was pregnant.  The wait of nine months was an incredible journey of learning!  Each trimester having its own special identity and feeling. Then at the end is priceless and precious gift!


Lady in Waiting

For the birth of her baby

Serenely content


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to DVerse Poets Haibun Monday – Waiting – Hosted by Imelda

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Transition – A Haibun

Transition – A Haibun

Although we tend to look at a transition as something in forward motion and progressing, it can also represent a backward motion.  Personally I found a difficult transition was forcing myself to look back and face old demons that had been allowed to shape my life.  It was only by confronting them and choosing to do things differently that I could freely transition to a better place.


Racing to finish

On the wrong path to nowhere

A step back to win


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to d’Verse Poets Prompt Merril D. Smith’s Haibun Monday – Transitions

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Blind To Me – A Haibun

Blind To Me


Why don’t you see me

I carry the flag for you

How clear can it be

I am neither a spectre

Nor am I invisible


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


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