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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.
Magaly asks us to turn October into a poem
