General Fiction posted April 17, 2017 |
A Haibun
Walking in the Woods
by zanya
On my early morning work commute, I divert, to take a walk in the woods.
It's mid April, but a chill breeze vigorously stirs the newly budded trees.
As I lace up my boots, a pungent, earthy scent fills my nostrils.
Soon I am moving at a brisk, rhythmic pace.
A serenade of fledglings In the hedgerows accompanies my steps.
Sweet scent of yellow gorse wafts on the breeze. I reach out and touch its prickly stems.
All too soon I must wend my weary way to my windowless office.
Forest walks reboot
our sensory perceptions
sylvan solutions
Haibun Contest contest entry
On my early morning work commute, I divert, to take a walk in the woods.
It's mid April, but a chill breeze vigorously stirs the newly budded trees.
As I lace up my boots, a pungent, earthy scent fills my nostrils.
Soon I am moving at a brisk, rhythmic pace.
A serenade of fledglings In the hedgerows accompanies my steps.
Sweet scent of yellow gorse wafts on the breeze. I reach out and touch its prickly stems.
All too soon I must wend my weary way to my windowless office.
Forest walks reboot
our sensory perceptions
sylvan solutions
It's mid April, but a chill breeze vigorously stirs the newly budded trees.
As I lace up my boots, a pungent, earthy scent fills my nostrils.
Soon I am moving at a brisk, rhythmic pace.
A serenade of fledglings In the hedgerows accompanies my steps.
Sweet scent of yellow gorse wafts on the breeze. I reach out and touch its prickly stems.
All too soon I must wend my weary way to my windowless office.
Forest walks reboot
our sensory perceptions
sylvan solutions
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