Meandering Path

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub, Haibun Monday #13 – Walking

Today I want you to write a compact (not more than three paragraphs) haibun inspired by the concept of walking. It could be a pilgrimage, it can be an exercise or just for the purpose of thinking, or finding yourself a visitor to nature.

“But the beauty is in the walking — we are betrayed by destinations.”
                                   ― Gwyn Thomas

Around a corner,
a walking trail.
Wetlands have grown up,
and new flowers are seen
on every walk. Red berries
dot bushes, pussy willows
are branching out, and cattails
sway on long limbs. I take
in the sights, and relive them
on an indoor day.

gray rain slides down glass
The house seems to grow dim
new plants benefit

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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18 Responses to Meandering Path

  1. Sumptuous, detailed imagery. I love the contrast between your outdoor walk, gathering your bouquet of colorful memories of nature, and the haiku in the end– grey, enclosed in glass, but your thoughts still with the plants and growing things beyond the rain-flecked pane


  2. We do need that rain sometimes don’t we?

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  3. Life-giving rain..
    I like your berry’d and flower’d walk

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  4. Grace says:

    Love the new colors of flowers and smell of rain ~ I’m sure the plants are loving it ~


  5. Sumana Roy says:

    “relive them / on an indoor day.” for this only we need those walks among the greenery…

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  6. It lasts, these walks, for long after.

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  7. lillian says:

    Having grown up in the midwest US, and living many years in Iowa, I must say thank you for the recollection of cattails swaying on long limbs. When we lived in our country house on 15 acres of land, with rolling fields out the front window, and a field grown to wild grasses just down the road, I loved seeing those cattails in the ditches along the dirt road. And then when they burst and sent their seed and wisps across the winds……..ah thanks for the memories! So glad you let me take this walk with you 🙂


  8. whimsygizmo says:

    There isn’t much I love more than rain. This is beautiful.

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  9. Sherry Marr says:

    This is so visually beautiful, Sara, to reflect on and envision.

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  10. So poetically precise. I love this form and the way you handle it is elegant and real. Yes, the rain is needed but how much? Navasola is under an odd May downpour but I am away enjoying the sun but there has been little winter rain here in Rhodes.


  11. On a rainy day, thank God for memories of the sun!

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  12. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Ah, that’s such a nice thing to do, to take these sights home to save for a grey day. 🙂

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