This week’s Ligo Haibun Challenge is prompted by a choice of words: Water or Order…or perhaps both!
The old man sat in his rocking chair thinking: the seasons pass, each with its own element, spring comes with its green wood, summer with the heat of fire, autumn its metallic wind and between the passage of each season, Earth makes itself felt.
Today, on the 21st of December, winter begins and its element is water. Life’s cycle continues, in the orderly passage of the seasons. And I,sitting in my rocking chair, remember my springs. Though my voyages now, in the winter of my years, are more imaginary than real.
The door bell rang. He got slowly up and opened the door.
“Grandpa!” the children yelled and started to hug him.
spring meets winter
vitality and wisdom
laughter in the snow
This is simply beautiful 😊
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Thanks very much!
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Nice one Georgia, old people good bless em, they do feel a little sorry for themselves.
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Ach yes, the do become so lamentive at times 🙂 Thank heavens for young people!
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The simplicity yet profundity.! I loved this haibun.
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Thank you very much!
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this is lovely, Georgia with the grandfather being surprised by his grandchildren…the mention of age with the seasons. sweet.
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Thanks!
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This is very touching – beautiful writing, with so much emotion for the reader. You played with the narrator’s voice beautifully, and wove nature/season’s in very nicely. Superb haibun.
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Thank you Ye Pirate. Have studied Shiazu for many years with Ohashi left me with a love of the movement of the seasons.
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