Letting Go
I see it daily, that rent along a cedar branch waiting to fall forty feet to the ground. Months have passed since a heavy snow tore the limb from its roots, a cardinal that frequents it a reminder that life goes on. There it hangs, framed in a pane above my laptop, waiting for me to write something, like tearing down the ghost of a memory of nothing good, long out of sight and begging to just let it die.
releasing the past
resolutely moving on
without looking back
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Keeping past and future in their places can be very hard. This one speaks to me.
Happy Easter!
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Thank you, and the same to you!
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Chop it off and burn it. It would be good if everything was so easy.
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Forty feet or more up in the tree and supported by lower boughs, it probably will be there for awhile. But letting go? Maybe far longer, until one day you wake up and realize there are better things to occupy your mind.
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Husband had a bad work experience that completely baffled him. It haunted him, the wondering what exactly he’d done to get sidelined, for years. If he’d been able to take an axe to certain people it might have helped…in a way. Then again…
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Hindsight is a funny thing. Sometimes you just need to wait for the branches to move aside to give you a more clear view. Other times the answer lies in a thick jungle that just needs to be left as is.
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Hard to know which to choose when you’re in the thick of it.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #1 (4/21/19): Ken’s latest #haibun!
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Thank you for sharing, Frank.
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🙂
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Wonderful metaphor, Ken. You will have another poem once it does fall. 😉
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I like that thought, and I’ll keep it in mind. 🙂
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I used to have Cardinals frequenting the Firs near my balcony. They are rare here now, same with the Blue Jays I used to feed on my balcony. They even brought their young. Their sounds are gone. That’s One Puffy Cardinal! 🙂💗 Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for reading.
I think the cardinal was keeping warm. That was one chilly, windy week.
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Ok lol So it was all puffed up! I know birds do that. 😊Thanks for the remenbrance.
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The weight of snow. Impressive. The red bird, expressive.
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Yes, it was nearly a foot of wet, heavy snow, during our bomb cyclone a few weeks back.
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thank you for sharing.
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When it falls, that’s another story. (K)
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I hope to be ready. I don’t mind inspiration from nature.
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All in due time …
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Sometimes not as easy as others.
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