The Birds Have Flown – A Haibun

There is a magical day in late April or early May when I pull out of my garage, head to the road and there are hardly any cars to be seen. A smile will light up my face and I will exclaim “They have gone” and a long sigh of relief will leave my body.Continue reading “The Birds Have Flown – A Haibun”

Flying South – The Wayra

Flying South Whooshing of wings flap In the early morning air Constant quacking breaks silence Too numerous to count Snowbirds have returned with a splash Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with form I am not familiar with. TheContinue reading “Flying South – The Wayra”