Today's NaPoWriMo prompt is to "write a haibun that takes in the natural landscape of the place you live." I have never written a haibun before and want to work on this one more in the future, but here's what I have so far.
The rosy child picks the grass’s first sun-spoken exclamations: soft yellow affirmations, deep purple praises, thin-petaled white joy-cries. They are for her Grandmaman and for her mother. But another’s desire is set on these riches. And he comes armed, tiny but mighty weapon ever-ready, faithful to the will of his queen. Will the trusting joy of the child be a sacrifice to the loyal servant’s quest? And who’d be in the wrong? The child taking food from the mouths of a kingdom, or the warrior blind to an innocent’s pain?
Within a wing’s breadth they pass, from danger to dance each finding plenty.
Hi! My name is Martina, and I write picture books, riddles, limericks, additional poems, and puppet shows. I taught first grade, second grade, and kindergarten in the United States and now tutor and nanny children in Switzerland, where I live with my husband.