Haibun is a Japanese form of prose and poetry (haiku) together. I’m joining Victoria with dVerse Poets writing haibun about “first frost’s voice” (shimo no koe).
We actively anticipate the first frost of fall, working as a team ahead of the weather’s uncertain clock. The last tomatoes, some green ones, must be claimed off the vines and colorful peppers plucked from dying garden. This home-grown produce is chopped with harvested onions into tantalizing picante sauce to be admired in pint jars on shelf before smeared on tortilla chips.
Our prodigious pair of apple trees generously offer basketfuls of blushing fruit to family and friends willing to pick. The dropped or blemished fruit are treats rolled under fence to eager cows. Contentment wafts on spiced fragrance of apple-pie-in-a-jar syrup that simmers in large pot on basement stove. Steam from water bath canner spreads warm humidity indoors.
Fall rain dampens farmers’ spirits, swells soybeans in their pods, and muddies fields. “A killing frost is what we need” for corn stalks to die so matured ears plump with kernels can be harvested. The farmer checks weather forecast every night. At last, it steals in with the dawn, silently smothering the grass and finishing off the last droopy flowers.
icing on orchard
may ruin or ripen crops
winter’s first whisper
photo by lynn
a poem in my pocket 
Oct 08, 2017 @ 22:20:00
Spending time on a farm is on my to do list. I’m sure it won’t be the same since I’ll be doing it as a tourist. But we’ll see:) your prose and poetry woke it all up again.
Oct 09, 2017 @ 06:53:28
Maybe you’d like to visit Iowa…we have a guest room 🙂
Oct 09, 2017 @ 09:42:40
Lol, if you ever come to New York City, I have one too: )
Oct 09, 2017 @ 09:46:09
NYC would be exciting 😀
Oct 09, 2017 @ 11:51:56
It has its moments : )
Oct 08, 2017 @ 11:44:41
Well done, lynn.
Oct 08, 2017 @ 14:07:05
Thanks!
Oct 05, 2017 @ 14:44:26
Lovely. That feeling you give with the prose is lovely, and the haiku is sparkling. Well done.
Oct 05, 2017 @ 14:48:09
Thanks so much for your kind comment!
Oct 05, 2017 @ 13:54:46
A wonder picture of your farm life — you’ve enjoyed urban and suburban both!
Oct 05, 2017 @ 14:27:28
Yes, doubly blessed ☺️
Oct 05, 2017 @ 13:17:36
Lynn, the mood you create is so soothing. I think somewhere in me is the farmer’s DNA of my grandparents. Your prose sparkles, along with the haiku
Oct 05, 2017 @ 13:19:23
Aw, thanks, Victoria! Fall is busy on the farm but I squeeze in some poetry where I can 🙃
Oct 05, 2017 @ 13:22:27
Thank you busy lady.
Oct 08, 2017 @ 22:16:29
I agree:)
Oct 08, 2017 @ 22:17:24
thanks, jazzy 🙂
Oct 04, 2017 @ 18:48:23
Beautifully written. Cheers.
Oct 04, 2017 @ 19:20:01
Cheers to you, Elsie! Thanks 🙂
Oct 04, 2017 @ 15:44:54
Very nice Lynn, we were on the same thought with this one. -E
Sent from my iPhone
Oct 04, 2017 @ 15:49:04
Thank you! I hope to read yours (and others) soon 🙂
Oct 04, 2017 @ 15:15:25
The activities you describe reminds me of living on my parents’ farm in Indiana.
Oct 04, 2017 @ 15:28:47
Rural life has its perks 😁 Glad this stirred your memory!
Oct 04, 2017 @ 14:14:55
Awesome 👏🏻
Oct 04, 2017 @ 14:16:26
I appreciate your comment, Yassy!