I Don’t Dance, I Sway

Septembers lived and lost now gather together in repertoire, a concert without music, a melody only heard by me. September always carries for me a particular sadness. I pack up my produce while i preserve the bounty. I pickle, can, and jar summer and hope to taste the sun when deep-freeze buries us deep in darkness, usually to discover later much goes unopened or unwanted.

Time never says goodbye

This September was a bit different. No bounty from my hand, except mint from my garden, and crushed between my fingers, will rise and waft, dance through the oncoming seasons to the lyrics I alone may hear. Such as it is, with no applause, I am content.

What I call denial, or betrayal, I am learning to call my survival.

God strums in perfect rhythm

Dversepoets.com Monday Haibun. Our host, Xenia Tran writes,

“you are invited to create a haibun about September and a special moment you experienced during this month or are looking forward to.

The prose can be narrative, lyrical or terse and the ku can be either a three-line haiku or a monoku (haiku in a single line).

You can have alternating blocks of prose and verse, as long as the total word count does not exceed 250 words.”

So, I’m not sure about the monokus.


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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14 Responses to I Don’t Dance, I Sway

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    Good lines:
    “Time never says goodbye
    God strums in perfect rhythm”

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Grace says:

    This month has a bit of sadness too when summer is done. Love this line:

    God strums in perfect rhythm

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Beautifully done Mary, the monoku are so brief they create a lovely space for reflection 💚

    Liked by 1 person

  4. dorahak says:

    “A melody only heard by me”: your wistful words help us to hear it too, the sadness and the trust in God’s “perfect rhythm.”
    ~ Dora

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  5. Mish says:

    I love the idea of “tasting the sun” in the darkness of winter and the metaphors of season and change. You gently elude to a shift, a change. Sometimes swaying really is the best approach.

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  6. that last line is so reassuring. gave so much peace.

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  7. forestbather says:

    There are so many stunning lines in this. Beautiful haibun, in every way, but again, some breathtaking lines.

    Liked by 1 person

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