IDYLLIC SPRING

Carpe Diem Special #187 Georgia's 3rd, a haibun "idyllic spring"

IDYLLIC SPRING

Grassy steps led to an over-grown garden. Looking down Janice wondered who had built the walls and indeed, when those stony steps had last been used. The garden full of wild flowers was weed-choked but the sun filtered down invitingly. She began to descend, half-way down the stairs she stopped surprised.

Piercing the silence, a blood-curdling howl. Robin red-breast rises, screeching, into the sky.

She looked down the remaining stairs and saw a large brindled cat stride out from the undergrowth. Tail swishing she realized the hunter had lost his prey.

idyllic spring
among the wildflowers
the hunt continues

© G.s.k. ‘14

With this haibun went a photo by Bjorn Rudberg

How does one even begin to write something as beautiful as Georgia's words.  One does not.  Sometimes the words need no response only a listening ear.  A mind's eye open to the journey over the cobblestone path of words, syllables, and phrases.  A bridge built in one's imagination between author and reader.

in silence
listening
to beauty

©  Janice 'petra domina' Adcock

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