Haibun Monday 2

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My mind drifts in and out and flows around and about, switching directions on a whim, back to childhood, in between and then up to the present again. This play moves my emotions with it as if on a roller coaster ride. The sting of a hurt feeling from decades ago can be recreated through a memory that becomes dislodged by the smell of the apple pie that is cooking in my kitchen today. The contented joy I felt while mothering my newborns is a love-filled, treasured memory. Instantly I feel at calm ease when I reflect upon that time. But even this memory takes me from present time; it too a phantom.

Memories are powerful imprints within us. They can evoke times of joy, love, closeness, warmth, smiles or fear, panic, sorrow, regret and shame. To dwell on painful memories can hold us tight to the past and rob us of our life in the present. And interspersed with all those memories are the daydreams of my imaginings…both are fleeting wisps, gone with tomorrow.

echoes of the past
ghostly mirages at play
today let me live

Today is Haibun Monday at dVerse Poets. Bjorn and Hamish invite us to pick one of two quotes from Khalil Gibran that they have provided and write a haibun. The details are here:  http://dversepoets.com/2015/10/05/haibun-monday-2/

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  1. Oh I like how you focus on what the bad memories can do.. destroying the future, and those sweeter dreams are that allows you to live in today. Bad memories can make us rush into that future, but the good memories can make us go forth with confidence into dreams that seems real..

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  2. I could smell that apple pie my GrandMaman used to bake, playing on the swings too! Your haibun brought up nice memories. We can taint our present and tomorrows dwelling on bad memories…sometimes those memories need to be faced, felt, mourned and put to rest.

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    • It’s interesting how a smell can take you right back…songs can do that too. I’m glad this brought happy memories for you. And you’re so right, sometimes the past needs to be faced until it no longer holds its power over us. Thanks, Cheryl-Lynn.

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      • Music was the last thing that triggered good feelings for my mother with her dementia when she was alive.

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        • I think it’s because music that we’ve loved seems to almost become a part of our DNA…at least with me it does. Bless your departed mother. I’m glad she could still find joy in music at that time in her life.

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          • They say that if people with dementia were given a list of songs they can relate to, it brings them back to life …gives them so much joy. I found that listening to music from the 40’s and 50’s her face lit up.

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            • I believe it. Later this year our family will be celebrating our mother’s 90th birthday. We are going to be playing her favorites from that time too. I think her face will light up too although she doesn’t have dementia. 🙂

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  3. I like this! it is sometimes hard to move from events in the past. Some are easier to move from. But I don’t let it hold me back from moving into the future. Tomorrow is a dream – a good dream I always hope!

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    • Thanks, Toni. Too many are held fast in old memories. They don’t serve us in the here and now but I can see how it happens. I always hope tomorrow will be a good dream too!

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  4. Suzanne

     /  October 5, 2015

    There is a profundity and an insightful vision that could help others lostin the tangleof the past.

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  5. Barbara DeVoe

     /  October 5, 2015

    I do not know what a Haibun is so will look it up. I like the “story”.

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  6. Glenn Buttkus

     /  October 5, 2015

    Wow, you, Bjorn & I all picked this quote; similar cortical & emotional journeys. Your haiku is excellent, & your message via the prose is bang on; somehow we need to put negative memories in line behind the sweet & positive ones.

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    • I know, Glenn, many of us went with that quote. It really spoke to me and so did your magnificent offering! Yes, the negative should take back seat to the positive. I’m not sure why it doesn’t always work that way…

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  7. Ah yes, memories and daydreams are both fleeting. We have to enjoy them while they last!

    I enjoyed your haibun, Gayle!

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  8. I like this so much. Your memories, your child, bad memories – all life. The haiku sums it up beautifully.

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  9. The smell of food can bring back good memories. The past is combination of good and bad memories, like fleeting wisps. But your perspective is good, today, Let me Live!

    And thanks for accepting our invitation to be a pubtender at D’verse ~

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    • Yes, to live in the now and not be distracted by the past or future. Quite a feat!

      I so appreciate your invitation and this opportunity to serve, Grace…thank you again.

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  10. Forrest runs away from
    past into now.. one step
    of now.. always now..
    running now..
    never past
    or future..

    now runs
    present gift..
    runs now..:)

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  11. life beautifully summed up…love your haiku specially “today let me live”….

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  12. Memories hide around corners and waylay us, don’t they? Sometimes good and sometimes sad. Loved how you wove the happy and sad into the haibun and ended with wisdom – of living in the present.

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  13. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

     /  October 6, 2015

    ‘Today let me live’ – great conclusion.

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  14. No point to dwell in memories of the past that are bad but to look to the future with anticipation of joy!

    Hank

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  15. Barbara DeVoe

     /  October 6, 2015

    Gayle, I can see the Haiku/Tanka resemblance here. It has a beginning, a middle and an ending that echos those forms. I’m so busy my mind isn’t doing poetry today. Need to try to get something down, it’s like dessert at the end of the day.

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  16. This feels crisp, autumn, and golden-red falling leaves, rich with both purpose and nostalgia. I love it.

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  17. Of two children, my baby turned 18 this year. My thoughts often drift back to that time, definitely while I was reading this. Calm, ease, peace. I remember so well.

    I also smell apple pie now…must make some

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  18. Oh, I love your ending…it’s so true that sometimes we get so caught up in memories that we forget to live in the now. But what a lovely tapestry our memories weave.

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    • Thank you, Kelly. Yes, we don’t want to get too wrapped up in those memories and forget our “now.” And congratulations to you as a new team members. We both are newbies!

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  19. I LOVE “Today let me live.” Yes. This is wonderful and wise.

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  20. I so enjoyed this. It really touched me. So true how we need to let the bad memories move on. I supposed it is easier for some and not so much for others. I love your choice of words too, they gave me such a visual.

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  21. What we choose to hold on to will make all the difference in our lives.
    Will be allow the bad memories to anchor us in the past, or let the good
    ones propel us on to a future.

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  22. Nice, philosophical haibun, we indeed base our feelings on memories of past. Smells, tastes, subjects are always triggers of events of past, reminders and able to influence our present. The key – to use the positive memories and let go of those not working anymore.

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    • That’s an important key…not always easy to implement even though our rational mind says that’s the way to go. Some things are harder to let go of than others, aren’t they. Thanks, humbird.

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  23. “To dwell on painful memories can hold us tight to the past and rob us of our life in the present.”

    This especially speaks to me, Bodhi…there’re people who I wish were in my life if only they’d embrace this concept.

    Thank you.

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    • I’m glad this spoke to you, Hannah. I think a lot of us go through this with people in our lives. Some just can’t let go…or won’t, so they make their choices. But we then have to make ours too and sometimes that means letting go of people who choose to stay locked into their negativity. Too bad.

      And you’re welcome.

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