Chevrefeuille has given us the task today to write a haibun about choices. A haibun combines a paragraph or more of poetic prose with a haiku that complements the prose. You can read other entries to this challenge HERE.
I chose to go public with my story–an accidental pregnancy that brought me joy. The choice I made once upon a time long, long ago–twenty-eight years to be exact–was mine, but my family rallied around me through the good and the bad. It had the makings of a fairy tale ending. Until now. Until my public declarations became offensive and hurtful. Now the judgments fall from their lofty heights, raining down on my heart. How could I know? Now I am alone by the consequence of my choice, a mother without a son.
no longer family
over love’s declaration
rip my heart to shreds
I’m joining d’Verse Poets where the challenge is to write a poem in exactly 44 words using some form of the word spring. I’m also linking to the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads.
Day in and day out
staring at the faces
staring at their phones–
throughout the day.
No care for learning
or the person beside them.
No care for the world
outside their video game.
I try to reach young minds–
springboard to insanity.
Nothing so sweet as the scent of a rose,
long -stemmed with ruby red petals
tickled gently as I held it to my nose.
Intoxicating perfume imprinted a
memory in my heart–the scent of a rose
always carries me back to innocence,
sweet innocence, as young love grows,
and fades into the past as we mature.
No regrets for this love and life I chose–
children and responsibilities take control;
No longer lingers the scent of a rose.
Still kind of crazy in my world, so I’ve joined several prompts together. I am writing about Perfume for Real Toad’s Thursday challenge. The form of the poem is the Fold, which was an earlier challenge at Real Toads. I am also linking to d’Verse Poets for their challenge of writing about a memento.