write time to renga

A challenge to write Renga With Richard Wright: given six haiku, choose your own line-up and add your two-lined stanzas. (Richard’s original haiku in regular type, italic lines are my response stanzas.)


 

Make up your mind, Snail!
You are half inside your house,
And halfway out!

indecisive character
slugs reluctantly forward

I am nobody:
A red sinking autumn sun
Took my name away.

identity lost in awe
of sky’s changing expanse

Keep straight down this block,
Then turn right where you will find
A peach tree blooming.

remember, somewhere is spring;
hope’s sweet promises renew

One magnolia
Landed upon another
In the dew-wet grass.

end of summer, last blossoms
reveal time’s passing beauty

All right, You Sparrows;
The sun has set and you can now
Stop your chattering!

settle, winter is coming;
seasons advance through harvest

You moths must leave now;
I am turning out the light
And going to sleep.

body desires peaceful rest;
premonition of death’s kiss

 

© Richard WrightThis+Other+World+by+Richard+Wright

© lynn

Can you spare a sparrow?

"Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows." Matt. 10:29-31

 

Sparrows are ordinary little birds, the original “twitters that tweet”.  Plain brown-feathered avians with a bit of white highlights and black detailing on wings and tail.  A stout body and strong beak complete the miniature musical package.  Even the sparrow’s song is rather ordinary. Though they may be common, they are cheery creatures and accustomed to people, making them pleasant companions. Watching sparrow couples mate on clothesline (a frantic series of quick flits) and later tend nestlings in birdhouse or seeing a small flock splash in garden birdbath provides cheap (cheep) window entertainment.  Sparrows are equally at home in the big city, hopping along sidewalks and chirping in bushes.

 

fresh oatmeal cookie

nibbled at sidewalk cafe

sparrow eyeballs crumbs

 


This haibun is my writing for Day 2: Exploring the Ordinary as part of  “21 Days of Journaling in July” at www.enthusiasticallydawn.com  

 

as seen from my window

 

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A mythical “bluebird of happiness”

could never out do the cheery flock

of ordinary sparrows

gathering in my farm garden

for a chirpers’ convention.

Attendees all a”twitter” and

splashing sociably in the

rain-refreshed

birdbath.