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Haibun Monday: Morning Remembers


The first light winked through the trees as she settled into her cozy place, no one could see her there … except for the “usuals” … mossy stump, the pebbled path, and mister raven, prompt and steady was the faithful feathered phantom even in his bachelorhood. Solitude’s not unkind, yet , she may feel a loss once he mates, perhaps… he’ll return for want of familiar peace — just as she will come, enchanted by unforgotten glorious mornings.

Treasured place be mine
Moments of new light alive
Morning remembers.



I love a well told story. If it makes me laugh, all the better.

26 thoughts on “Haibun Monday: Morning Remembers

  1. I like the alliteration of “faithful, feathered phantom” . There is a nostalgic feel to this with hope for new beginnings, new mornings to come.Thanks for joining in with the prompt. 🙂

  2. the usual will always appreciate her solitude and steadfastness, love the last line of your haibun, a beautiful tribute to morning time

  3. What a charming spot you describe. For some reason I thought of a book I read years ago by Gene Stratton Porter called “The Girl of the Limberlost”.

  4. Nature girl for sure–and very Zen, at one with the woods and raven; nice haiku as well.

  5. I love the familiarity in your haibun, Susan, of the persona and my own with similar early morning scenes, especially the first light winking through the trees and the usual landmarks and wildlife. How wonderful to have a raven as regular companion, so familiar that he’s described as ‘faithful feathered phantom even in his bachelorhood’ and ‘she may feel a loss once he mates’.

    1. There’s a coziness to familiar things, isn’t there? I wonder if folks who don’t have the opportunity to observe nature realize that even animals have routines. Thank-you for your observation and comment!

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