I sigh as pelts of rain continue to adorn the suburbs. It felt strange not to feel the chill of winter breeze near birth of December; to fashion long coats, scarves and boots while sipping on hot latte, as night outside’s dappled with snow. Life’s as similar as wavering seasons. It urges us to accept constant change that takes place and to weather both calm and storm which in turn defines existence. I jumped as phone near bedside table vibrates, felt the blood rise in cheeks, as conversation ebbed and flowed. I believe that memories exchanged cause the heart to glow; that seasons no matter cold or warm would cease to appeal were it not for ties and association. No sooner had I spoken, observed as wind changed its course. I smiled as breath of passion greets the morn’ as bright as gold.
Whisper of decades old
remind of nature’s boon
Wave of remembrance.
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Photo credits: WpNature.com
Posted on ‘Haibun Monday’ @ dVerse Pub
For my prompt “Winter my dear would be cold without warm memories”
on Friday 2nd December at 8:00 am EDT.
Posted for poems written on Prompt Nights
& Posted on Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads
a lovely piece. I like that memories exchanged cause the heart to glow…many thanks.
Thank you so much, Alison ❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂
the morn’ as bright as gold… and golden remembrances- lovely
Thank you so much, Debi ❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
Wave of remembrance… Nicely put.
Thank you kindly, Rajani ❤️
I liked the phrase, “memories exchanged cause the heart to glow”.
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Now this had me all wrapped up and warm and pouring myself a good single malt whiskey, sitting by the fire and remembering good times. Such a lovely warm passage of prose. Thank You.
Thank you so very much, Paul ❤️ good to see you 😀
A lovely haibun Sanaa. Golden morning, golden memories. Very soothing.
Thank you so much Toni 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
What a gorgeous piece of prose and a lovely haiku — in other words, a beautiful haibun! It felt very relevant to my experience with a warmer autumn/winter here in Louisiana, and memories of colder ones up north. You write of truth in change, and paint an ending that will linger with me a while….Thanks so much for sharing.
Awww! Thank you Stacie for your warm and kind words ❤️ good to see you 🙂
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Life’s as similar as wavering seasons..
Such a pivotal statement in this piece – very well-placed.
Thank you so much, Kerry ❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂
Gorgeous sensory descriptions!
Thank you so much, Victoria 😀 good to see you ❤️
A beautiful haibun and I love the synergy between the seasons outside and on the inside :o)
Thank you kindly, Xenia 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I so admire how you manage to use the change of seasons without a change… there is consistency and change in a good friendship… maybe it’s more like evolution.
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Bjorn 🙂
” Life’s as similar as wavering seasons. It urges us to accept constant change that takes place and to weather both calm and storm which in turn defines existence.”
Such wise words Sanaa, thanks for lovely thoughts crafted to haibun poem
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 good to see you ❤️
“that seasons no matter cold or warm would cease to appeal were it not for ties and association” I agree – the memories of seasons and holidays are so wrapped up in time and place for me.
Thank you kindly, Margaret 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I smiled as breath of passion greets
the morn’ as bright as gold.
It is a nice feeling to be greeted such
Hank
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Hank 😀
I really like this one, Sanaa. I can really hear your voice in it.
Thank you so much, Sherry ❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
Ah yes! Welcome – rather belatedly – to the Southern Hemisphere. 🙂 A sweetly written mix of nostalgia and joy.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Stunning work, Sanaa.
“Life’s as similar as wavering seasons. It urges us to accept constant change that takes place and to weather both calm and storm which in turn defines existence.” Wow.
Thank you so much, Michelle ❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂
I savored the prose poem deeper than the haibun — that was a rivulet of memory, while the former lavished in its proper setting. The dreamlike pour of impressions took us deep into a personal house of memory. Well done.
Thank you kindly, Brendan 🙂 good to see you ❤️
Exchanging memories… new relationships. After a long time, there are other kinds of thoughts to exchange. This is really lovely, Sanaa… the haibun suits you.
Awww❤️ thank you so much, Marian 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Beautiful reflection and imagery.
Thank you so much, Teresa 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
so true, and full of wisdom….love .the prose with its lilt of rhythm…
Thank you so much, Sumana ❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂
Memories warm the heart, indeed… especially around the winter holidays, when we can’t help thinking about those who are no longer enjoying the season in the flesh.
Love your haiku, particularly the last line.
Thank you so much, Magaly ❤️ so good to see you 😀
It’s nice when nature cooperates in helping recreate a memory that means a lot to us.
Most definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Rommy 😀
How right you are Sanaa for seasons are filled with past memories that sustain us whatever the weather. What a beautiful haibun this is.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This haibun is lovely ,”I smiled as breath of passion greets the morn’ as bright as gold.” A wonderful start to the day.
Thank you so much, Ellecee ❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
Love this poem, Sanaa, and especially the prose. It’s deep and heartwarming. And I agree with this line, “no matter cold or warm would cease to appeal were it not for ties and association.” Lovely write!
Awww❤️ thank you so much, Khaya 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This felt like one which wrote itself – an effortless flow and real submersion into the scene – and we love the idea of cloudbursts too ❤️
Thank you so much, Jae ❤️ so good to see you 😀
Just as beautiful reading it the second time through 🙂
Thank you so much, Margaret 🙂 so glad you liked it❤️
How lovely to revisit this piece about memories and friendship!
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you liked it ❤
Sweet memories to cherish
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Vandana ❤
So beautifully written, Sanaa………I can feel the warmth of conversation and memory.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤
The prose is a delicious picture seeing and experienced through the speaker’s eyes. The longing is so vivid that I find myself yearning for hot cocoa (it’s cold here). And dear goodness, that haiku… is perfect! I love how the first line reminds us that the speaker might not be rolling in snow, but her spirit and bones remember what the cold is like in other places, and how the slowing of the season sings songs of spring.
Awww gosh!❤ Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤
Love, love… I feel like I can see the heat in those cheeks 🙂
Thank you so much, Marian 😀 so glad you liked it ❤
I love days that bring bright memories. Beautiful writing
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so good to see you ❤