Tuesday, December 12, 2017

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I cannot NOT be inspired to write of this life, share my work and the miracles therein. We have been
instructed by Frank at dversepoets.comto write a Haibun today of  something “pleasantly surprising”.


Yesterday





Yesterday was a surprisingly pleasant day. After the fog, sunlight filtered through feathered pink-yellow-grey clouds, spreading a soft bluish blanket of hush across the bluff at Ebey’s Landing. The sea resonated with the sound of string instruments being played in the lighthouse drawing room and Olde English Christmas carols being sung by young people.

She and I spoke of her friend who had lost her husband suddenly that morning. Then, she told me the exciting news of her daughter expecting a baby girl in May.  From a thin frown, her facial expression turned to the most full, radiant smile.  Christmas greetings and hugs were exchanged among the  intimate small crowd of docents gathered for the afternoon holiday event. As we warmed hands over a small brambling fire, a family of deer gathered to feed in the meadow nearby.

I had no idea that morning what the day held.  I could not have imagined such distinctly meaningful moments happening simultaneously and in the particular sequence they unfolded into the evening.  The contrast some days is not as evident, but the enigma is always there for us to reflect on and imbibe.

Pain and joy exist
Everyday bittersweet
Tears part of happiness


10 comments:

  1. Nicely put. Everyday is bittersweet. We just have to look a little harder on some days and on others jusy be ready to receive when the good times come along

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  2. String instruments and the sea seam to have a special relationship. And it is true that pain and joy exist cheek to cheek so often. Beautifully written. Just coming over from Dverse and looking around a bit. Hello

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  3. Beautiful haibun. Tears are part of happiness. From thin frowns to radiant smiles.

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  4. I definitely like the stringed instruments, the sea, the lighthouse...all those go well together to set the scene. Some days it is not easy to find the things to turn those frowns into smiles, but it sounds like you had a pretty good visit yesterday.

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  5. There is such comfort to be able to share both pain and happiness in such a wonderful settings. It sounds like the best of days.

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  6. The highs and lows any day offers...love the elegance of your prose!

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  7. We revel in every moment of life. Your poem is powerful with all of its realities.

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  8. dear Kathy, your photos, haibun and haiku were like a balm to my aching soul, I lost my son earlier this year and felt powerless over my life, reading your words i appreciate that tears flow with happiness too. Thank you for writing this.

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  9. I love the beautiful elegance of your words too Katy. How you know this life we lead, of all its joys and sorrows and how a day an hour a minute can affect our emotions, and for a brief moment, who we are...
    Merry Christmas!
    Anna :o]

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  10. I could not have imagined such distinctly meaningful
    moments happening simultaneously and in the particular
    sequence they unfolded into the evening

    One gets the impression good things will come our way in multiples. This apparently is true Kathy as Providence will reward the good-hearted souls most generously!

    Hank

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