Day 12 #NaPoWriMo

fountain

Photo by: J. Stephen Conn

 

The fountain welcomes strangers with it’s water song.¬† Weeping cherry trees bloom their white dresses just in time for a wedding as benches whisper stories of first loves and stolen kisses. The maple trees laugh at children playing tag and hiding painted rocks. The sidewalks groan at the thought of a new festival season, but the band stand eagerly awaits the crowded lawn and new talent.

Young grass peeks through mud
a new season of laughter
joy abounds

 

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This is my first attempt at a haibun. Prose it not my strongest form. Posted for NaPoWriMo and d’Verse¬†

I am open to constructive criticism since this is my first try at a haibun. I know I need improvement so any suggestions and critique on form would be helpful.

 

 

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