photo by me
Bjorn provides the prompt for this Haibun Monday.
Today I would like you to write a haibun on any subject that you like. but you should illustrate it with one picture, and let picture prose and haiku complement each other.
Winter’s dark blanket has fallen upon me and assails my very soul this day. Falling into shadow and sitting here with an old wound, I try to bring tears but the well is dry. Perhaps it was always so.How many times can you hear that boys don’t cry without it becoming your reality? So I walk. Into the mornings light in search of an answer to this ancestor’s curse but I carry the blanket with me and despite what my eyes can see there is only a darkness shrouding my being.
Light plays a sonnet
whilst my dark soul sings its dirge
winter light reflects