Saturday, October 15, 2016


[ hearts wallpaper from goole dot com]

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