Means to an End

Dawn hung on the horizon like a picture frame, slightly askew, uneven orange flecks in its slate-ringed eyes, dew-pearled hair tousled by the warm breath of the levitating sun, grimy shadows filling the empty right angles of its lost perfection.

A dawn, teetering on a waning silver hook, pushed aside by a half- dressed dream scurrying after the imploding dark that still held in its coal-hewn hands, an alternative epilogue with a happy ending.

soft tendrils of hope
bird song clings to the breeze
as the morning sways

Linked to Dverse Poets where Forest Tinker has co-hosted an introductory Haibun prompt and has kindly linked two of my previous haibun.

47 thoughts on “Means to an End

  1. And the reader ”scurries” after your words – I man that in a very positive way. You write like the hills, undulating, with sudden unseen nooks and crannies, then sweeping grand vistas. Sorry I never mentioned linking in your haibun – just had to do it – you know of my admiration for your haibun.

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  2. Thank goodness for those small hopes. A relief. Excellent opening. The comparison to the askew picture frame and then personification. Really nicely done.


  3. There is a surreal strokes on the painting of dawn with its lost perfection ~ I admire the bird song, a glimmer of hope in the haiku ~

    Thanks for joining our Haibun Monday ~


  4. An intricate weave indeed. It seems that Haibuns are becoming the dVerse Go-To form; yours is wonderful, off-kilter & brilliant capped with an excellent haiku. I liked the lines /grimy shadows filling the empty right angles of/its lost perfection/.

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