At dVerse Lisa is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write about Celebration.
dVerse Poets – Haibun – Celebration
“And so this is Christmas and what have you done?” John Lennon
Journey To Celebration La Nina grips our western coast, it's hotter than hell, 45c (113f) up in the city, hot enough to boil my blood. Surely everyone will come to us on the southern coast, no trekking for us this year we're staying bunkered in the coolness. Soon the days are passing fast and it seems that all are on their way and the journey to celebration has begun. Much sweeping, cooking, decorating, though no bulwark against the christmastide that annually washes over us. And as time inevitably shortens to its point, we hear the news that they're only an hour away. All that must be done is done though imperfectly arranged. Our apprehensive energy is released at every hug and hello, the food is such a synchromesh of cheer, it garners every word and smile. We ride the lows of politics and the controversies of the family lines while lifting high on living well, of dreams, of visions, of aspirations, our thoughts are projected well. All too soon we've chewed the fat, and over hours and days all must depart, a small grief occupies our hearts. It seemed a long road to this moment, now it has come and passed, all are sated and spent. The storm we talked up has settled now, and in the quiet of the house we rest in our happy glow. sun heats the earth summer celebrations run a small grief fills hearts Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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Oh that is so beautiful a wonderful reflection and account of our wonderful Christmas
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One of the best 🙂
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Thanks for sharing this very though-provoking poem, Paul! I apologize for the delay, and wish you a blessed and prosperious New Year! xx Michael
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Many thanks Michael.
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Thank you as well for always wonderful thoughts, Paul! Enjoy a beautiful weekend! xx Michael
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Love your take on words So true Paul!
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Many thanks Cindy 🙂
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You’re welcome Paul 🤗
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Wow, Paul. I can practically imagine myself in the scene that you’ve set… it’s so real and relatable!
❤
David
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I felt the exact same way, David!
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❤ Liz ❤
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Thank you so much for that David.
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I particuarly like the closing haiku.
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Thank you Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Beautifully expressed–the anticipation, the joy, and then
“a small grief fills hearts”
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Such a build up—but there is no deflation, just a quiet glow. And there is no happiness without grief.
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Yes, always the yin and yang of life, thank you for that Jane.
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and in the quiet of the house we rest in our happy glow.
This really is a great summary to your fine Haibun, Paul!
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Thank you so much for that Dwight.
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I love the storm analogy here: the way all those guests breeze in then leave the house feeling empty. It must have been nice to have them!
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It was one our best Ingrid, thank you for sharing how it spoke to you too.
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So well written, I thought I was there with you….
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That is so lovely, thank you very much.
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Such beautiful and heartfelt reflections, Paul. I truly love this saving grace:
“lifting high on living well, of dreams, of visions, of aspirations, our thoughts are projected well.” You brought this song to mind:
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Thank you so much Lisa for sharing that.
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My pleasure.
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I love the intensity in which it grows to the point of almost burning… and afterward that pang of sorrow that it has ended..very well written
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Thank you indeed Bjorn, much appreciated.
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High winds here although sunny -supposed to be-10F and snow tomorrow- wanna trade😀
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Nope 🙂 but you can send some ice for relief.
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Sure thing. I’m on it😂
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🤣
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This resonates like an emotional bell-weather.
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Thank you so much Lynn, I enjoyed your comment very much.
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You have described my Christmas! And yes, even to the ‘small grief filling hearts’ when family depart after a joyous time together. Well written Paul!
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Thank you for sharing that Carol, much appreciated.
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…And your haibun glows…
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Many thanks for that 🙂
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🙂
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Thank you so much
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Many thanks 🙂
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