hey, haibun

When poetry contest looms, or e-zine deadline approaches, or writers’ website posts a prompt, do you experience brain freeze without benefit of ice cream? Do you hear Lucy yell, “You blockhead, Charlie Brown!” and you realize YOU are wearing a yellow shirt with brown zigzag across it?

I want to write slam poetry…loud, disgusted rants but the internet is already full of angry people raving. I want to write sexy… passionate married love but it’s a private affair not for public sharing. I want to write worship… to the glory of God but it may come off trite or offensive. I want to write verses happy… but dislike words that drip sappy.

So I say, “Hey, haibun, what do you want to be: a metaphor of a secret door? a nature travelogue? a sticky-sweet pastry? You’ll have to say something because I’m fresh out of ideas!”

writer without words

knows world needs more poetry

rake fallen dry leaves

Frank J. Tassone hosts Monday haibun at dVerse poets on topic of writer’s block…

32 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Sep 29, 2021 @ 14:04:50

    Oh, it’s always a delicate balance… and sometimes I think prompts may force this block upon us… simply by making us overthink things.


  2. petrujviljoen
    Sep 29, 2021 @ 12:55:59

    Loved it. The humour is refreshing.


  3. paeansunplugged
    Sep 29, 2021 @ 03:25:16

    This was fantastic! Though sexy, passionate love write would be very welcome too! 😉


  4. ben Alexander
    Sep 29, 2021 @ 01:53:51

    Your use of personification is so sweet and humorous, Lynn! I love it 🙂



  5. Beverly Crawford
    Sep 28, 2021 @ 09:56:47

    We would have enjoyed something on any one of your subjects!! In fact, a little passion might perk up Mondays …..


  6. Dora
    Sep 28, 2021 @ 08:25:33

    You’re so right. All those thoughts all at once and, yeah, deep brain freeze! Good haibun. 😀


  7. Ingrid
    Sep 28, 2021 @ 07:51:43

    I love the idea of letting the haibun be what it wants to be! And the final haiku is perfect 🙂


  8. rogblog666
    Sep 28, 2021 @ 01:21:34

    fallen dy leaves make for some of th best poems.


  9. msjadeli
    Sep 27, 2021 @ 23:00:22

    I like the honesty of your words, Lynn.


  10. Maggie C
    Sep 27, 2021 @ 22:26:28

    And now I’m wondering if there would be an obvious bias if I walked around in a yellow shirt with a brown zigzag. I’m guessing there would. Best if I stay home and rake leaves, too. Therein lies the poetry.


  11. Carol Congalton
    Sep 27, 2021 @ 21:37:53

    Ooooo, I like! 😀


  12. K.Hartless
    Sep 27, 2021 @ 21:24:01

    Clever address to the haibun. May this fall’s leaves be colorful, crisp and leave you delighted.


  13. Gillena Cox
    Sep 27, 2021 @ 21:09:57

    Ah yes this is absolutely delightful – talkkng to your haibun and the end haiku of raking leaves, the actually doing something resonates. Nice one!

    Happy you dropped by to read mine



  14. rothpoetry
    Sep 27, 2021 @ 19:26:43

    If you lite those dry dead leaves they will burn brightly and smell of Fall! Well done!


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