Haibun Monday: Look up!- An Imagined Storm

Today I want you to write about a time you looked up and saw. . .something. If nothing comes to mind, then look up now. What do you see? Write a haibun about it.
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“BOOM!”
Out of nowhere, an extremely close clap of thunder shook my bones. It was the kind that crackled as it dissipated.
Four pairs of bewildered, less than 5-year-old, eyes looked up examining my face for my reaction. Keenly aware of my role as an interpreter and guardian, I smiled and said, “Whoa guy! What do you think those angels dropped this time?”.
A cacophony, almost as intense as the thunder, surrounded me with suggestions:
“A bowling ball!”
“I think it’s a statue that gots tipped over!”
“It’s a bookcase one of them was climbing on! I heard papers falling like when I did that!”
“Oh no it’s not. It sounds just like my Daddy’s hammer smashing a window when Mommy locks him out!”
Luckily, not a moment later, a series of quick flashes changed the subject until the same child, who was just exposing sensitive family business, spoke again,
“Yep. I was right! There’s Mommy’s shooting our fireworks back at Daddy!”


Seedlings grow on a promise
Spring’s hopeful bounty
Fated to weather some storms


[The fireworks and hammer are fictitious but the reaction of children when startled and their humorous tendency to expose and embellish stories about their parents during my family daycare years, are quite true.]


https://dversepoets.com/2022/08/01/haibun-monday-look-up/

28 thoughts on “Haibun Monday: Look up!- An Imagined Storm

  1. Rob Kistner 08/01/2022 / 9:29 pm

    This was startling, but an engaging write Susan. Kids certainly say, and disclose, the darndest things. 🙂

    • Susan St.Pierre 08/01/2022 / 9:48 pm

      😁 My daycare adventures were never dull. Much appreciated, Rob.

  2. Nitin Lalit 08/01/2022 / 9:36 pm

    This is a very humorous, engaging piece. I liked it a lot.

    • Susan St.Pierre 08/01/2022 / 9:47 pm

      I’m tremdously pleased that you liked it! Thank-you. 😁

  3. rothpoetry 08/01/2022 / 9:42 pm

    This is beautifully written. I love the way adult modeling determines childish outcomes. How quickly reality become more reality than we sometimes want to know. Well done.
    dwight

    • Susan St.Pierre 08/01/2022 / 9:44 pm

      Thank-you, Dwight. Oh the stories I could tell! 🤣

      • rothpoetry 08/01/2022 / 10:20 pm

        You should write your memoirs! These are worth saving!

      • Susan St.Pierre 08/02/2022 / 7:37 am

        I have another blog in hiatus. It’s called All Dumb Peas: Does it look like my hands are busy?
        It’s a day care memoir. I’ll have to bring it back now that I’m officially retired. Thanks.

  4. K.Hartless 08/01/2022 / 10:48 pm

    The truth that storms are always coming but can be conquered is powerful, indeed. Enjoy your haibun.

  5. M Jay Dixit 08/02/2022 / 7:15 am

    The humor and your imagination both are wonderful in this piece!

  6. Spira 08/02/2022 / 10:37 am

    What did we say happens when reality and fiction particles collide?
    A storm of magic!
    Haibun…perfect.

  7. merrildsmith 08/02/2022 / 11:14 am

    Beautifully done and very engaging, Susan. I can imagine the stories are close to reality, and that you handled situations beautifully. Thank you for sharing!

    • Susan St.Pierre 08/02/2022 / 11:40 am

      Much appreciated. Especially your complement on my child care skills. There really is no course of study that can rival experience in the field. 😉

      • merrildsmith 08/02/2022 / 12:14 pm

        You’re welcome, and I agree. 😊

  8. msjadeli 08/02/2022 / 5:05 pm

    Excellent haibun, composed just right. It’s a wonder any of us survive childhood.

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