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

Posted on October 9, 2015 by Georgia

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

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

October 9, 2015

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

J Lapis on October 9, 2015 at 07:37 said:

Lovely–I’m very fond of Gibran’s writings.

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- Bastet on October 9, 2015 at 12:36 said:
  
  I like Gibran’s writings as well, but for much the same reason you don’t like Woody Allen I don’t like Gibran, I made the mistake of reading a biography of his life …
  
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  - J Lapis on October 9, 2015 at 22:30 said:
    
    Ohhhh dear–thanks for the tip, I won’t read his bio!
    
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    - Bastet on October 10, 2015 at 06:59 said:
      
      Glad I warned you … btw, I’ll be off line most of the day … doing community service, it’s “Reuse” day.
      
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      - J Lapis on October 10, 2015 at 07:04 said:
        
        Okay, thanks for letting me know! Reuse–like “recycle”? See you later 🙂
        
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      - Bastet on October 10, 2015 at 07:10 said:
        
        Yes, I think so.
        
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      - J Lapis on October 10, 2015 at 07:12 said:
        
        🙂
        
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Adam Everhard on October 9, 2015 at 07:44 said:

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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- Bastet on October 9, 2015 at 12:33 said:
  
  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.
  
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Cressida on October 9, 2015 at 08:48 said:

A very beautiful haibun.

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- Bastet on October 9, 2015 at 12:32 said:
  
  Thanks Cressida!
  
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Sumana Roy on October 9, 2015 at 09:41 said:

the end haiku is exquisite….

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- Bastet on October 9, 2015 at 12:27 said:
  
  Thanks so much Sumana Roy!
  
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Deepti on October 9, 2015 at 10:13 said:

inevitable end.. adorned with bright flowers..

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- Bastet on October 9, 2015 at 12:27 said:
  
  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!
  
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http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com on October 9, 2015 at 11:26 said:

A delightful haibun that encapsulates the essence of friendship.

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- Bastet on October 9, 2015 at 12:24 said:
  
  Thanks … I think you’re right about that …
  
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Grace on October 9, 2015 at 13:54 said:

I like the friendship between the two ~ And a lovely haiku with those bright mums in autumn ~

Thanks for joining us at Haibun Monday ~

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Nithya Venkat on October 9, 2015 at 14:14 said:

Beautifully penned. Flowers and graveyard, what a contrast. There is a beginning in every end..

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Karin on October 9, 2015 at 14:16 said:

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 🙂

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Janet on October 9, 2015 at 14:34 said:

picture, poem and quote, wonderful!!! really enjoyed this.

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Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) on October 9, 2015 at 14:57 said:

A lovely vignette.

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Grace Black on October 9, 2015 at 17:24 said:

Oh, the haiku! Yes, perfectly captured.

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Cindy on October 9, 2015 at 18:12 said:

Love the haiku and the story proceeding it. 🙂

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writersdream9 on October 9, 2015 at 18:44 said:

You weave their relationship very well!

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Björn Rudberg (brudberg) on October 9, 2015 at 19:21 said:

First the haiku is perfect, and you encapsulate how friendship can be. The natural comfort, when you can just talk an discuss, to just be in total trust for tomorrowness

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Oliana on October 9, 2015 at 19:37 said:

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.

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katiemiafrederick on October 9, 2015 at 20:04 said:

Perhaps.. the most influential person
in my young adult life.. is no
preacher.. but a philosophy
instructor in junior
college.. beyond
the strict
sidewalks
of schools..
and brick churches..
curriculum.. hE looks
to the American Indian
for his greaTesT truths
and in balance and
heritage..
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
home..
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
American
Indian
there
is only
SEE YA LATER..
and at least.. he is still
here in eYeSworDs
of me.. sMiLEs..

WordSeYes
lifetime(s) last
server ways..:)

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- Bastet on October 14, 2015 at 04:46 said:
  
  Thanks so much for your lovely piece here … it got lost in the spam I’m afraid and l only now found it! 🙂
  
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  - katiemiafrederick on October 14, 2015 at 08:16 said:
    
    Smiles.. And thanks..:)
    
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jazzytower on October 10, 2015 at 02:01 said:

I love the friendship in this haibun. Time and separation makes no matter. They pick up as though there has been no passage of time. I love that. Nicely done.

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- Bastet on October 10, 2015 at 06:58 said:
  
  I agree … to me that’s what friendship is about ..
  
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humbird on October 10, 2015 at 02:28 said:

Love such friendship, and haiku – exquisite! Very suited haibun!

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- Bastet on October 10, 2015 at 06:57 said:
  
  Thanks Humbird!
  
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Bodhirose on October 14, 2015 at 04:45 said:

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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- Bastet on October 14, 2015 at 04:48 said:
  
  🙂 I do agree about those sort of special friendships … I’m glad you could relate to t he post!
  
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  - Bodhirose on October 14, 2015 at 05:01 said:
    
    I sure could. I have friends just like that and they are special. :~)
    
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    - Bastet on October 14, 2015 at 12:47 said:
      
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