I pull my jacket tightly about hunched shoulders, hunker into woolen scarf, await for sprinkles of snow to descend as I gaze out from within, pole lights shining like stars, the inky blackness a comforting scrim. This enchanted world offers up a princess and white horse gracefully floating before me, triumphant banners of breath-like clouds and pony-tails trail behind them. Not a sound but for the gentle rhythm of the horse's three-beat gait and gentle snorts as in unison they circle about the edge of this snow-globe night, damsel and steed seemingly about to sprout wings, fly up and away to the land of the gods...
To be blanketed
with snow crystals: magical
to fly above: joy
by Margaret Bednar, December 13, 2016
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https://soundcloud.com/margaretbednar/haibun-enchanted
This is for "
dVerse Haibun Monday - And to all a goodnight" My Haiku is not good (they are not easy) and I might come back and give it some more thought. For now, it is what it is :)
Also linked with "
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Tuesday Platform"
13 comments:
This is beautiful. You took me right in to that moment of the "snow-globe night". Sigh. Lovely to share it with a beautiful horse. The horses here are loving the snow, they roll about it in it with glee.
You make horse-riding sound magical.
You poetry is so musical. You describe the scene in such a way that I feel like I'm there.
I have never thought of how magic it can be to ride at night... how much it turns into a dream of having a winged horse...
magic.
Nice magical dream or dream perspective on what is really out there.
Lovely. All of it sounds magical to me.
What is a good dream without a magic winged horse!! Enchanting indeed.
You set out a beautiful scenery that really did seem like it might have been a view within a snow globe. Gently falling snow can have that effect...it beautifies and makes things appear magical!
Magical and delightful.
Instantly thought of a carousel when reading this one - could almost hear faint music and feel a gentle snowfall - very evocative!
damsel and steed seemingly about to sprout wings,
fly up and away to the land of the gods
There is that grand moment to extend one's good intentions to everyone as approved by the Good Lord, God the AlMighty!
Hank
Wow, I really got this image and especially the sound, the cold air. Wonderful!
I can feel the winter cold in the enchanted evening ~ The ending is like a dream ~
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