Written For: dVerse Poets Pub – Haibun Monday – “Silent Sounds” (posted by Frank)
These are all those thoughts and chatter that go through our minds which seem like words that have a sound, but do not require ears to hear them.
Sometimes they are prayers or mantras one recites often enough to not really be aware one is doing so. Sometimes they are concerns or things people have said that keep coming back to mind.
Anyway, the theme for this Haibun Monday is anything to do with this internal chatter, what I call silent sounds, used however you are motivated to use it. The form to use is a haibun–prose that contains somewhere within it a haiku.
I am on a walk down neighborhood streets, passing shops along the way. Florist has amaryllis in window. I hear Mom–not a flower person–talking about how she fell in love with amaryllis. Then I hear Dad–mail carrier in flower district of New York City–telling her that all the years he brought flowers home, she never gave them a glance. I walk briskly past cemetery, hearing Mom saying many times that Dad would outlive her. She was wrong.
Next shop, Uncle Louie’s Italian Ices. Oh no! For the rest of my stroll,
the song lyrics to “Louie, Louie” hammer in my head, over and over.
voices in my head
happy and sad. Clearest ones
are those who have gone