OctPoWriMo Day 9 – Friends (Haibun) – October 9, 2015

Another day, another season passing and with it’s passing tomorrow is born. The two young men go tramping along the country road behind the cemetery wading through the dry fallen leaves walking Michael’s dog.  Theirs is an odd relationship. Months  pass and seemingly they lose sight of one another as each follows a different trail, only to catch-up with their life-long relationship in the first seconds of their coming together again.  Their friendship has withstood the ravages of time, girlfriends and life choices.  Comfortable in the exchange of their experiences (they remind me of two scientists or perhaps philosophers exchanging notes) they console each other making suggestions of how to help the other’s dreams come true. The church bell strikes the hour, they separate, not knowing when the next encounter will be but sure they will meet again.

afternoon in fall
the graveyard is decked out –
bright chrysanthemums

 © G.s.k. ‘15


“Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream.”  by Kahlil Gibran (found on dVerse – Haibun Monday)

38 thoughts on “OctPoWriMo Day 9 – Friends (Haibun) – October 9, 2015

  1. A very fine Haibun describing a wonderful, somewhat esoteric friendship.
    I have a fondness for old graveyards. It’s a peaceful, melancholy thing to have a leisurely walk through them.

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    • I know what you mean about old graveyards though I prefer the American or English graveyards to the necropolises of Italy. It is an extraordinary friendship I think.


    • Could be … they’re still pretty young though … the walk was behind the cemetery so the photo of the cemetery and the end line of the haiku .. but reflecting …thanks for your thoughts you’ve brought a deeper meaning to the piece!


  2. I love Haibun almost as much as Haiku. You’ve woven all these elements together so beautifully. I confess I’m another one who likes graveyards, it seems a bit of a theme among poets 🙂


  3. First, I love your photo, cara, and so glad you were able to link your beautiful haibun. I imagined my friend in Toronto who walks with his childhood friend every year on Jewish New Year…they meet at the synagogue, then walk for hours and hours. I imagined they were walking through Mt Pleasant Cemetery (Margaret Atwood describes in “Cat’s Eye”) It’s actually a lovely cemetery to walk through, then looking at your photo, I thought of the family plot on Mt Royal here where my father’s ancestors. At my age the cemeteries of both my families have grown so much, I need a map to walk through…and still, I get lost. Thanks for the this beautiful journey I just took.


  4. Perhaps.. the most influential person
    in my young adult life.. is no
    preacher.. but a philosophy
    instructor in junior
    college.. beyond
    the strict
    of schools..
    and brick churches..
    curriculum.. hE looks
    to the American Indian
    for his greaTesT truths
    and in balance and
    i do too.. yes..
    Dr. Ralph Hunt..
    and before he dies
    of Leukemia.. walking
    down a hill from the same
    two story building that is
    once my elementary school..
    now a Junior College.. in
    walking distance
    from River
    i have my
    vision quest
    and relate it to
    him.. and at the
    end he says.. nah..
    i will not say goodbye
    in the words of the
    is only
    and at least.. he is still
    here in eYeSworDs
    of me.. sMiLEs..

    lifetime(s) last
    server ways..:)

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  5. I like those types of friendships where you may not see each other regularly but when you do you just pick up where you left off effortlessly. A meaningful haibun and lovely haiku. I could see those mums dotting the cemetery. Which, by the way, I find pretty peaceful myself.

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