Haibun: The Balloon

For Merrill’s prompt at dVerse – a quadrille.  A quadrille is a poem in any form with exactly 44 words using the prompted word, sans title.  The word today is “rise”.  A haibun in the manner of Basho.


Haibun: The Balloon
“Perhaps wisdom… is realizing how small I am, and unwise, and how far I have yet to go.” Anthony Bourdain

The day I buried my mother’s ashes was a hot summer day. I untied the balloon from my wrist and let it go. I watched it rise quickly to the sky.
balloon rises to heaven
and clears the trees –
my heart goes with it

27 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Linda Kruschke
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 16:54:47

    Poignant, as usual. Reminded me of my own mom’s ashes. I wasn’t there when my dad scattered them in the Firehole River at Yellowstone.


  2. Glenn Buttkus
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 16:58:25

    Another perfect haibun; your tribute to your Mom is so touching, the white ballon rising like her soul.


  3. Charmed Chaos
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 17:01:25

    Fantastic Toni.


  4. Frank J. Tassone
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 17:04:18

    Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
    #Haiku Happenings #8: Toni Spencer’s latest #quadrille #haibun for #dVersepoets!


  5. Beverly Crawford
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 17:26:35

    One wonders why Anthony Bordain cut short the journey to which he refers. Sad. Your words are a lovely tribute to your Mother. Blessings.


    • kanzensakura
      Apr 22, 2019 @ 17:34:18

      All we con figure is that suddenly, he didn’t want to be Anthony bourdain anymore. People are not aware of how many chefs commit suicide, have mental health issues. A chef dies from suicide every day. I almost did it myself one day.


  6. merrildsmith
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 17:39:12

    Poignant, Toni, but you create a lovely image in the balloon rising.


  7. Dr. Crystal Grimes
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 17:43:37

    This is beautiful… It reminds me of the day of my grandmother’s memorial service. We also released balloons, because it would have been her birthday.


  8. Mary (tqhousecat)
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 18:50:09

    Beautiful poem. No balloons released for my mother. I wanted to keep her close in my heart. She went on ahead, but her remains are tucked away. One day we will be united.


  9. Mish
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 19:36:45

    You paint the scene so perfectly, bringing us into your own sacred moment. The haiku tugs at my heart. A beautiful tribute in gesture and in this quadrille.


  10. D. Avery @shiftnshake
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 19:56:03

    I hope you will release some pain as well.


  11. andysmerdon
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 20:10:52

    Love this one. Thanks for sharing 🙏


  12. Grace
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 20:12:01

    And so it does. We both wrote of death today Toni. Hugs to you.


  13. Just Barry
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 20:52:10

    So touching and profoundly sad. I was moved.


  14. robtkistner
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 21:10:59

    This is vey tender Toni. What a warm gesture… 🙂


  15. rothpoetry
    Apr 22, 2019 @ 22:32:16

    Beautifully done!


  16. kim881
    Apr 23, 2019 @ 02:09:38

    I love your haibun quadrilles, Toni, which are always full to bursting with emotion. This one is particularly poignant. I’d prefer a sunny day funeral with balloons to drizzle and pungent flowers.


  17. Frank Hubeny
    Apr 23, 2019 @ 12:29:59

    Nice remembrance of your mother in that rising balloon.


  18. lynn__
    Apr 23, 2019 @ 14:23:06

    A humble yet uplifting quote and haibun, Toni…thanks for sharing your heart with us.


  19. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Apr 23, 2019 @ 15:33:24

    Oh what tender moment to release the balloon … love its symbolism


  20. rivrvlogr
    Apr 23, 2019 @ 20:15:56

    A departing spirit that will always hold your heart. Well told.


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