Harvest Season

A dry, savoury Southern Hemisphere sun, places an empyrean hand on my exposed cheek, almost hot to the point of discomfort, focused on one side, but with demure kisses of crisp autumnal wind tendering dotingly, it’s pleasantly tranquil – today promises to be clement and peaceable.

Touches and kisses - 

A welcomed simplicity,

Harvesting breaths, deep.

My response to the prompt by dVerse; create a haibunprose, followed by a haiku. Today’s focus was writing on, and appreciating, the present moment.

A second haibun can be found at; Sung from the page.


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