“The Gales of November,” A Haibun/Haiku
December 7, 2017, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write what features a performance. You can interpret what is a performance any way the prompt leads you.
Respond by December 12, 2017, to be included in the compilation (published December 13). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
(October 2017 Storm Born Rocks from Michigan – underwater to show the colors)
The Gales of November
I watched from my perch upon the beach as the November gales arrived early this year. North winds filled with an anxious rage howled across Lake Superior. Frothy white-capped waves erupted in a crescendo of deafening sounds, pounding for attention against the agate strewn sands. The spray splashed against my face like tears falling in a sorrowful refrain. Amidst the roiling of the storm, a quiet and gentle acceptance surfaced within me. I acknowledged my loneliness knowing that this too shall change. The show must go on.
Storm born, birthed on barren shores,
Remind me of home.
©2017 Colleen M. Chesebro
Image Credit: Lake Superior – Pixabay.com
I love rocks and gems. I have quite a collection. A friend sent me some superb specimens from Michigan. As I ran the water over the pebbles, a Haibun/Haiku formed in my mind. The rocks smelled like home. I grew up in Milwaukee, Wisconsin not far from Lake Michigan and a long way from Lake Superior where these rocks were born. However, it was the smell that triggered the memory of a place I used to call home.
If you look, you can find inspiration everywhere. The November gales are Mother Nature’s performance of the year.
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