Saturday, October 15, 2016

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SWEET SWEET OCTOBER
There there, i see you, afro-haloed;
it is the month of October,
i garland your neck with
imaginary kisses, futuristic whimsies;
later though, we do kiss.

There there, i see a sky, chock full of clouds,
In the afternoon traffic,
Ah! i say to our boy (though a man now),
The angels, surely are rejoicing,

swaddled new baby -
the flashing of cell phone clicks
and granma kisses

SWEET SWEET OCTOBER © gillena cox 2016

Process Note
Traditional haibun are written in the present tense, even when the content is about happenings in the past.

blog hopping today at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
October in the Chair
Magaly asks us to turn October into a poem

23 comments:

  1. How sweet, and for a mother a boy is always a boy isn't he?

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    1. Thanks for dropping by to read mine Bjorn

      much love...

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  2. Regardless of how far into autumn a boy's life reaches, for his mama he'll always be a baby. Such tenderness, Gillena.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Magaly

      Much love...

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    2. What a lovely image, Gillena:
      'There there, i see you, afro-haloed'.
      And what a joy to have a grandchild - I have my fingers crossed for one at the moment!

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    3. Happy you dropped in Kim, the waiting is also a beautiful part of the process

      much love...

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  3. This is soo tender and sweet Gillena ๐Ÿ’– I love "i garland your neck with imaginary kisses, futuristic whimsies; later though, we do kiss." Beautifully executed ๐Ÿ’–


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  4. Ah! i say to our boy (though a man now),
    The angels, surely are rejoicing,

    Contrary to common beliefs a boy gets a lot of pointers from the mother who usually is closer to him than to the fsther

    Hank

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  5. I love the sound of that new baby! And Grandma kisses! A joyous October.

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  6. So sweet - tender & joy-filled - a whimsical love. Thanks for sharing, Gillena!

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  7. Sweet month, sweet child, sweet poem!

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  8. "afro-haloed" that is a spectacularly wonderful word

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  9. Thank you for your appreciation Debi

    much love...

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  10. This is lovely, Gillena. I love the image of the Afro halo.

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜Šthanks for dropping by Kerry

      Much love...

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  11. Beautiful, Love this line " i see you, afro-haloed"

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  12. OH! someone is as grandma (again?) How wonderful. I love my grandma status. Blessings.

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  13. Hi Anne, thanks for dropping by. I have to date still one grandchild my Grand daughter Zuri was four on October 18th

    The form of this poetic writing is Haibun: text and haiku combined to make the entire poem.
    Traditional haibun are written in the present tense, even when the content is about happenings in the past.

    Happy i sparked your interest

    much love...

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