NaPoWriMo’s prompt: “Today, we’d like to challenge you specifically to write a haibun that takes in the natural landscape of the place you live.”
It’s spring and my garden’s out of control. This could be Vegas, for all the golden dandelion nuggets! The cherry trees’ grand opening is complete now, with blossom confetti all over the place. Crow solos and twerking woodpeckers blast birdsong beats at all hours. I wish the wisteria would loosen up a bit; such a bunch of wallflowers! Then again, it cannot be much fun hanging around those rosebud debutantes who stand like sticks in the mud beneath the old birches with their stubborn leaves from last autumn’s perches. The weeds feel a need to show off and do their push-ups wherever they want. I think it’s to impress the tulips who, usually, close up at night.
the entire garden’s hungover.
The stupid tulips
stayed open all night long, let themselves
be used for shots of spring rain drops
over and over.
I’m going to leave them
right there in the mud.
it’s the same old story.
I just hope they had a good time.
Written by Elizabeth Boquet, April 2018