The snow, rough and windswept in places, makes my peaceful walk evaporate. At the park, thick ice seals the sky’s reflections on the pond, reminding me of the places in my heart where I hide the old draconian memories. Like shadows, I keep those emotions in the dark, so they never take hold. It’s time to cut the cord again. I move on.
parting clouds reflective blue sky spring fever blooms © Colleen M. Chesebro
This haibun is for #TankaTuesday where we were to choose at least three words from the random word list to write our poem. I used: reflective, rough, draconian, walk, evaporate, and cord.

This haibun also works for the dVerse prompt, where Frank Tassone asks us to write a haibun that references the heart, in whatever context that we conceive.

A beautiful use of your Haibun with this prompt!
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Thank you, Susan. It just worked out perfectly.
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I do not really see it coming… just a little hint, but still a lot of darkness.
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You have a wonderful gift, Colleen!
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I like that very much. The freezing out of old memories, and the hope of spring. I wrote a haibun too! A bit rambling of one…
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I’ll be there to read it soon. Thanks, Lisa. Rambling thoughts in the darkness of winter in the northern hemisphere is a pastime, isn’t it? LOL! 💜
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Lots of cord cutting we need to be doing Colleen… Lovely descriptive walk you took me upon .. Cannot wait for spring… Lovely poem Colleen.. ❤
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Thank you, Sue. I’m working on cutting the cords to those old memories of the past. I don’t need that kind of self talk anymore. When those thoughts pop in, I’ve been pushing them away. 💜
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Very Wise… ❤ We could all learn a few lessons in cord cutting I feel.. ❤
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Oh yes… It’s a work in progress, but I keep at it. 💜
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Me too ❤
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Beautiful Colleen , so much in so few words 💜💜
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Thank you, Willow. 💜
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Beautiful lovely, the photo and poem. Indeed it’s time to cut the cords, and to be ready to fly in the spring.
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Yes… this entire year seems like a new start for me in many ways. It’s been very freeing. 💜
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This is the time of year when it gets harder and harder to wait for spring. (K)
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And the bitter cold will descend on us this weekend. Bundle up, Kerfe. It’s supposed to be brutal for the east coast.
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I heard that too. But better by Sunday, or so they say.
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Fingers crossed. Brrr… We actually have sun today.
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We had some this afternoon as well.
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Spring Fever is Blooming here too! What a line, that! 👏👏
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LOL! Thanks, Jay. I think we are all in the throes of winter in the northern hemisphere… but one can dream. Spring fever is catchy!
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Effective use of visuals with the thick ice on the lake denying the reflection of the sky. It is a sealed off atmosphere in winter. We need this thing to wrap itself up so the blossoms can lift us again.
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Thanks, Lisa. I’ve found our feelings sometimes reflect the weather… the self talk can sometimes be brutal. I make it stop.
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You’re welcome, and I hear you.
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Thanks, Lisa. xx
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Done so well for both the prompts Colleen
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I still need to work on your prompt and Eugi’s… 😀
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Thanks 💖
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Draconian memories… well penned.
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Thanks Ruth. That self talk can be brutal sometimes. I work hard at making it stop talking to me.
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It seems impossible at times. But there is hope. Light is coming.
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So true. But it’s a work in progress, always. Keep moving forward. 💜
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Very nicely done, Colleen.
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Thanks so much, Robbie. The weather has been so crazy this year.
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Beautiful reflections of moving on from the old into the new. 💖
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This is awesome! I loved it, Colleen! I can’t wait to sit and play with the words.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thanks, Yvi. This was really fun. It’s like doing a word search puzzle.
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Beautiful haibun, Colleen. Yes tome to cut that cord and step into the Beauty. Xo
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Thanks so much, Denise. It’s always a journey, isn’t it? 💜
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Always!
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Cutting the cord and starting back again, nice one, Colleen. 🙂
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Thanks Aishwarya. Life’s a series of endings and beginnings, isn’t it? 💜
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That’s true. 🙂
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Beautiful poetry Colleen. Walk and reflections are pals. I can relate to your thought… walk often evokes memories, sometimes dark ones.
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Yes! I don’t know why we let those old memories in, but we do… sometimes. I’m working on not letting them in.
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We all have some chilling secrets – but I think if we warm ourselves up with our positive present loves we will be able to be enveloped with kindness that will radiate with brilliance!
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Those old ghosts of the past me… I don’t let them haunt me much anymore. Every once in a while those old doubts creep in and I push them away. 😀
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I do that too… But sometimes nightmares persist. Less and less though. 🙂
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Same here, Jules… Thank goodness. 😀
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*Indeed*
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This was great, Colleen! I am just now reading your haibun. I love how you connected releasing old memories with the coming of spring. 🙂
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you, Yvi. It’s like that sometimes, isn’t it. Letting go of what doesn’t matter anymore.
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A beautiful haibun with spring cleaning on the horizon, inside and out. This was a fascinating prompt and I’ve enjoyed the responses. Spring is right around the corner. 🙂
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I think so too. The robins are swarming the trees in my neighborhood… at least two months early! Thanks so much for reading, Diana.
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