Floral Moon

My daughter had the audacity to remind me Christmas is only six months away. Everything in me cringed. Didn’t that just happen, like yesterday? Yes, Christmas is great when it’s in front of me. She already is complaining about the heat. She loves three seasons out of four, and I slog through three seasons to get here. Can she just let me enjoy my one fleeting moment?

I look forward to a floral moon. I had no idea of its name, or any of it’s names. So many flowers in May last only a moment and then they are gone. Last week I had a little extra time. I wish I had helped my farmer friend milk his cows.

Floral moon blooms once
Live a moment at a time
Inhale every scent

Dversepoets.com A haibun for Monday. One to three paragraphs of prose with a haiku to follow. Prompt is to allude to May’s floral moon which is this Wednesday. Also called March moon or milk moon, when farmers milk three times a day instead of two.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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5 Responses to Floral Moon

  1. I understand that there’s a time for everything but I loath the summer swelter just like your daughter. Enjoy your time! 😀

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  2. Ingrid says:

    I don’t like to be reminded of Christmas at this time of year either! Great message in the final haiku 🙂


  3. If only we could stay in the moment. Lovely write!


  4. I think if we learn to love all the seasons life would be simpler… but spring is hard to beat fo me.


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