A haibun on the subject of spring for dVerse Poets Pub haibun Monday. I prefer the haibun in the manner of Basho rather than the long descriptive westernized haibun. This is also linked to Earthweal whose subject is renewal.
Bulbs and Bees
“To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.” William Wordsworth
Bulbs and Bees
When we moved into this house, my husband and I planted a few hundred daffodil bulbs to naturalize among the trees and boundary lines. Every year, they come up among the fallen dead leaves, pushing them out of the way. Then they begin to bloom – such sweetness of fragrance that lifts my heart. The bees come awake about this time of year. I press my stethoscope against the hive listening to them buzz. I must confess to stroking the green fronds of the daffodil and weeping as I remember Brad and I planting the bulbs so happily that first autumn we lived in our home. Such joy we shared with each other and with the creatures of the woods and of course, my bees. Every year the daffodils return bringing spring on its heels.
gazing at the blue skies
the colour of his eyes –
I smile at the clouds
Feb 03, 2020 @ 17:14:42
Perfect! So vivid, and linking the past into the present and future.
Feb 03, 2020 @ 17:20:04
Ah, Toni, it’s all connected.
Feb 03, 2020 @ 17:36:01
Nature wraps you in her loving arms in your time of grief.
Feb 03, 2020 @ 17:42:37
How lovely to have the visual reminder of those happy days year after year. No one is truly gone so long as they live in our memory. Blessings.
Feb 03, 2020 @ 17:45:20
Bittersweet–but still. . .a memory of happy times. I love daffodils.
Feb 03, 2020 @ 17:48:17
Your last line is killer /every year the daffodils return bringing spring on its heels/. I like the way nature linked with your grief.
Feb 03, 2020 @ 19:18:03
You gently bear witness to your joy an grief–both mediated through nature and the emergence of new life each Spring. A wonderful, evocative work, Toni, so filled with heart and pathos!
Feb 03, 2020 @ 19:29:43
Thank you
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Feb 03, 2020 @ 21:39:48
Ah, this is so sweet, Toni. The blue of his eyes like the skies….the daffodils that bring such lovely memories…….in my little trailer, every year daffodils and tulips came up around the base of a huge old maple. How I loved tht, every year. This year, green shoots are poking up on my balcony………Mother Earth carries on her cycles, no matter what, like every good mother.
Feb 03, 2020 @ 22:38:54
This is absolutely golden, Toni…with daffodils, bees, and sweet memories!
Feb 03, 2020 @ 22:43:38
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Feb 04, 2020 @ 00:20:16
Nature is such a powerful force wrapping around you with love and connection to your husband. He is but a whisper away. Beautiful words 🐝
Feb 04, 2020 @ 00:47:05
This haibun is so beautiful and personal and a pleasure to read.
Feb 04, 2020 @ 03:01:56
I love the Wordsworth quote, the alliterative title, and the thought of all those daffodils blooming in your garden, bringing memories of Brad. The haiku made me cry.
Feb 04, 2020 @ 05:35:42
Wordsworth was the perfect door to this windswept remembrance and celebration. Grief blossoms both ways.
Feb 04, 2020 @ 07:16:56
how so very wonderful to be reminded of a sweet memory when a flower blooms, I cannot think of a better thought tickle
Feb 04, 2020 @ 11:06:21
Oh Toni. What a beautiful write. Daffodils planted with the love of your life…naturalizing the area of trees…..reblooming each year. Their yellow sunny disposition — the happiest of times. Now their blooms and a beautiful blue sky bring tears and mist to your eyes. Thinking of you, my friend.
Feb 04, 2020 @ 14:01:45
What a beautiful memory for you Toni.
Feb 04, 2020 @ 15:54:47
Yes it is although sad at this point
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Feb 04, 2020 @ 15:23:07
I can really see you trying to cope with your sorrow, while the daffodils and the bees give you comfort. So very tender.
Feb 04, 2020 @ 15:33:43
It is hard Bjorn. I am not coping very well to be honest
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Feb 05, 2020 @ 04:29:46
So beautiful. The haiku almost becomes a prayer to me tying up Nature, memories, love and the infinity. The quote, the flowers, clouds bring home to me an aching loneliness. An excellent haibun.
Feb 05, 2020 @ 05:56:39
Thank you Sumana
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Feb 05, 2020 @ 07:47:53
A beautiful haibun from a beautiful memory!