Monday, August 7, 2017

Haibun Monday, dVerse -- Poets United/ Midweek Motif

The cup like the heart can be broken, no longer holds tea. Or as in the case of the broken heart, no longer holds love. Time to mend; repair, patch, fix, fix up, do up, doctor, put in repair, etc.etc. Each break or crack requires a specific repair.

Perhaps the skills of a doctor, or a shaman, or a priest, the plasterer, the brick layer, the plumber, the carpenter, the seamstress or other craftsmen? All await your call, and they are at the ready. Maybe the repair won't show, or if it does, one can always contemplate the imperfectness of all things, including you and me.

The rest will be up to you.  When the heart is broken, go inside, see what is needed, in the quiet of the afternoon, you will make all final repairs. You will be good as new. Maybe even more beautiful than before.


It can happen in an instant
The clock stops
The silence afterward


August 7, 2017

19 comments:

  1. I like the analogy of the broken heart to a broken image. As the heart repairs itself there is new wisdom and a deeper beauty as long as bitterness isn't what glues it together.

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  2. I believe we can mend and heal ourselves, with time and grace ~ A lovely reflection ~

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  3. Wonderful Haibun! There is indeed beauty in imperfection. A very good idea, getting mended. A scar is a telling sign of healing that has occurred. The Haiku reads well too.

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  4. Yes, it is important to mend a broken heart; even if there are still cracks, you can still keep filling it up with love.

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  5. I liked the reminder that it could all stop in an instant in the haiku and a reminder that if something has broken, and the clock hasn't stopped, there is still opportunity to make it even more beautiful.

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  6. Wisdom throughout this lovely Haibun and into the Haiku.

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  7. Love this line:
    The rest will be up to you. When the heart is broken, go inside, see what is needed, in the quiet of the afternoon, you will make all final repairs.

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  8. Beautifully expressed, Annell. This would also fit with the theme at Poets United today: Kintsugi, the art of mending.

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  9. To hold, whether tea or love, is essential to living fully. And this poem is a reminder--how quickly things can break--how many helpers await.

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  10. Very good thoughts. Are the repairs scars of something else?

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  11. My clock has stopped and the silence is all I hear now--trying to mend--so I feel this one today--

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  12. I like that ending. It holds a pause for the reader.....a silence....that makes it personal and thought-provoking.

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  13. "You will be good as new. Maybe even more beautiful than before." The essence of Kintsugi art is here. So beautiful! Love your haiku.

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  14. I think you could repair anything and make it perfect Annell xo

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