Fierce wind drops, noisy wind blows, flood water inside our house flows. My clumsy-self tries so hard to tie my only pair of shoe, I have to go to school, it’s my sole due. School’s our only hope, that’s our home’s breath. Family’s in falling slope, quitting school means death.
courageous heart was
born with home’s tough winter’s breath
dream on, mom ‘ways said.
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©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Data
In response to Daily Post: Breath and Napowrimo Day 18.
Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates “the sound of home.” Think back to your childhood, and the figures of speech and particular ways of talking that the people around you used, and which you may not hear anymore.
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Haibun is a joining of prose and haiku. Originating in Japan, found as far back as the 10th century and made popular by Basho in the 17th century, it is autobiographic often taking the form of a travelogue. Modern haibun usually draws its inspiration from everyday events. The form usually opens with prose which is short narrative. It sets the scene or describes a specific moment in objective detail. The haiku that follows relates to the core of the prose bringing emotional insight through an intensified image. There can be one or more prose-haiku combinations.
- The prose describes in depth a scene or moment in a detached manner. It should be brief, concise and poetic. It is written in present tense and does not give away the moment of insight that should be revealed in the haiku that follows.
- The haiku should not be in direct relationship with the prose but bring a different slant to the images to heighten the emotion drawn from the defining moment of the prose revealed in the haiku. It should not repeat words or phrases from the prose.
Again thank you for introducing haibun .. Your blog is full of new stuffs… And I have really enjoyed your poem… It has happened with me too … And I think everyone has come through this heart’s birth … 😍😊👏🙌🌻💓
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That is true. 🙂 Tough life twists make our hearts alive, i think. 😀 Thank you! I look forward to reading your haibun, too. 🙂
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Yes .. Tough is alive … Rest is boring !! 😅😅😅👏👏 I will try than.. Next month let’s see !! Haibun 😜😊🙌🙏
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Alright! 😀 😀 😀
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😊😊
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You got it so right here “quitting school means death”. We’ve been taught that education is the key.
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that is true. Mom always say that!
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So true. Just like Kristel said, education is the key.
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mom always say that. 😀
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came out well 🙂 A strong message too
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thank you very much! 🙂
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Love your blog. Hope to read more of your writing, Cheers Nicole
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Thank you very much, Nicole! 🙂 I am so glad to read your kind words. ❤
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quitting school means death ~> That’s a powerful line and it says so much. For so many people in poor communities where having a good education truly is the path to a better life, this line portrays their situation so well.
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Thank you for your thoughts, Jade. 🙂 That is true. And this is a true story, ‘my’ story actually. 🙂 The scene really happened. And yes, education has been a good key to have a better life for me and my family. 🙂
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Oh my, now I re-read the poem with the knowledge that this is your story and that just makes the poem all the more powerful. I’m proud of you for pursuing your education Rosema!!Here’s to a bright future for you and your family 🙂
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Thank you for saying that my friend. ❤ thank you so much. ❤
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Really like the Haiku in here!
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Yay! Thank you very much, Anan! 🙂
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And mom is always right! 😀 😀
Deep sentiments on this haibun! Loved the inner rhymes of the prose too.
Lovely!
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That is so true! 🙂 Thank you for noticing, Dajena! 😀 This is actually a non-fiction.
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I too love the rhyme in the prose part; this poem is sad but also tender in its treatment of the harsh realities of life.
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Thank you very much for your insightful comment, Mel. This is actually a true event. 🙂 A scene from my younger years. ❤
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You’re welcome 🙂 I had no idea
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It’s okay. 😉
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🙂
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Beautifully said, Rosema. So true.. Not everyone has the opportunity and choice to go to school. I hope the kids of today value their education and the rare chance to experience it. Brilliant!
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That is so true.. this is actually a true scene. my life’s true scene. 🙂 I can still remember how Nanay gave me three .50 cents during that day. She only have six .50 cents on that stormy and flooded morning. She divided it to me and my younger sister. She’s in Grade 1 and I was in Grade 2. That’s a childhood memory that I will forever remember.
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Oh.. wow! Now this makes it more amazing. Your nanay must be so proud of you, you made it. You deserve all your success dear Rosema. 🙂 🙂 🙂
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I think she is . 🙂 Thank you, Maria! Be proud of you own successes too! 🙂 I am not in my dream land yet, but surely I made some progress. And I believe so are you my dear! 🙂
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This is wonderful and it is even more wonderful knowing it is your story!
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Thank you, PJ! It’s a memory that will remain in me forever. 🙂
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So powerful, Rosema!–“quitting school means death.” Wow.
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Thank you, Christopher. 🙂
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Maybe the power comes from within as this is a true event inmy life? 🙂
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Thank you very much!!!
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