Join Victoria at dVerse Poets for this week’s haibun prompt: Who? Who? Fukuroo!
Late one winter afternoon, I strap on snowshoes, grab my poles and make tracks in powder. The dusky sky glows pale pink as I shush into deep silence. Spruces dusted with fresh snow, wear skirts of blue-hued drifts and beckon me to maneuver their folds. I am tramping a wonderland beneath thin-fingered canopy of ash tree silhouettes. Startled, I flinch as a heavy winged shadow glides closely overhead with a swish-sh-sh of displaced air. An owl swoops low before sweeping onto a bare upper branch fifty yards ahead. I approach cautiously as owl’s head swivels toward me. Notice the unmistakable tufts like ears…it’s the great-horned fukuroo of my dreams!
listen, owl’s hooting
free stock image
heard often yet rarely seen
great-horned fukuroo!
a poem in my pocket 
Nov 17, 2017 @ 23:12:19
So sorry to be so late in responding Lynn. A beautiful Haibun and the haiku sums up owl-character. Love the beautiful landscape you sketch here.
Nov 18, 2017 @ 14:06:15
Thanks for your comment, Sumana!
Nov 14, 2017 @ 21:01:22
What a beautiful Owl. You were lucky to see him!
Dwight
Nov 14, 2017 @ 21:32:14
He was beautiful…looked like the photo except I cannot get that close!
Nov 14, 2017 @ 21:59:31
Telephoto lenses are a wonderful tool!
Nov 14, 2017 @ 22:01:30
Yes, I’d like to get a stronger one 🙂
Nov 14, 2017 @ 22:02:31
I use a 55-200 on my camera.
Nov 14, 2017 @ 22:03:20
Good to know, Dwight…thanks!
Nov 14, 2017 @ 19:29:46
I so enjoyed this, Lynn. Your descriptions in the prose paragraph are so poetic and the haiku is like an exclamation point!
Nov 14, 2017 @ 21:31:11
Thanks, Victoria…your prompt put me back in that special moment. Today, after I wrote this, I took garbage outside, decided to walk through grove and I actually saw the big owl fly again…he’s still with us!!
Nov 15, 2017 @ 20:03:20
I love it! What a gift.
Nov 14, 2017 @ 18:06:35
I like this so much Lynn! The haiku says it all and like me, you obviously are not afraid of snow! Great writing!
Nov 14, 2017 @ 21:26:08
Thank you, Toni! I love fresh snow but ice…not so much 😉
Nov 14, 2017 @ 21:36:34
Nope to ice! 👎
Nov 14, 2017 @ 16:53:27
I like the phrase “great-horned fukuroo of my dreams”. Although I don’t need them where I live now, I remember using snow shoes in Maine.
Nov 14, 2017 @ 17:16:37
I use mine to put a little fun in winter ❄️
Nov 15, 2017 @ 07:01:08
I hope we get enough snow this year that would require me to strap on snow shoes. A wonderful little trek into the wild, which is always a comfort to me. I was telling someone yesterday that nature is like a salve on tense shoulders.
Pretty cool moment with the owl as well. I see them in the wild few and far between.
Nov 15, 2017 @ 09:44:01
A salve on tense shoulders, yes, and a balm for the soul!