Guest blogger Michael from the blog Morpethroad is offering this prompt for Haibun Monday over at the Pub tonight.
As your guest host today I am asking you to consider the concept of WAITING. We all do it at least once a day. We live in a world where waiting is part of life. At the airport, leaving or awaiting an arrival, in the shops, going to a sporting event, at the train station, the bus stop, even at home waiting to use the bathroom. Draw from your personal experience whether it be a pleasant or unpleasant wait, from the exhilaration of awaiting the arrival of a loved one to the trauma of waiting news of a lost loved one or one who is ill.
The frosty morning air brings my breath into focus.The water running underneath my feet tinkles an icy winter melody. I am perched precariously upon two small boulders mid stream. Crouched to get the angle. Waiting. Waiting. It will come in it’s own time. So I must be still. I must Wait. Water seeps through the hole in my boots. Winter nibbles my toes. My legs are cramping but that moment is not yet upon me. Then it appears. Slowly at first crawling across the ground until it is in my sight. I shoot.
Winter’s morning light
illuminates green mosses
My Haibun is written about the photograph above and how I sat and waited to take it.