Lull

I can hear dry leaves rustling outside, but overall it has been a rather quiet season. Astrologers convince people to suffer silently, as Mars and Jupiter are in retrograde motion. There’s hope at the end of the tunnel as they say, but spring is still a season away.

News channels are abuzz with political conflict and ghastly murder scenes. Will the souls find peace in freezing zones? 

The only voice which autumn has is to dig a path – recognizable after the frost shifts. It fuels resolve to act and start afresh.

colorful lull hides
a belligerent winter
and pulsating spring


Haibun Monday at dVerse

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15 thoughts on “Lull

  1. I love the way you have mixed the sounds of nature with the sounds of our chaotic world today. More and more, I focus on nature and its cycle of life, death, and rebirth. To me, it makes more sense than the unrest. Nicely done!

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  2. Such a meaningful word, lull, perfect as your title, Reena, and the colourful lull in the haiku is genius. I love the juxtaposition of the rustling leaves in the first paragraph and the new channels ‘abuzz with with political conflict and ghastly murder scenes;, so evocative of sound.

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