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The Night Before Breakfast

19 Jan

     

     Caged on the edge of a forest without boundaries; wind chimes shivered in silence. Youth held its breath. The night squirrels feast and fly. The owls turn their heads judging distance from prey to ground against a midnight sky. I escape, I must make it through the night, I must make it, not just try.

     With empty pockets, abandoning the compass of my mind, I make haste with unforeseen insensibility up the path, as an invited house guest, for reflection and a warm breakfast before my morning flight, sorrow less and free.

A still reflection left on a spoon, sinks into a bowl of abandoned oatmeal.

 

Dark moss seeking sun

Birch bent with acknowledgement

Child runs to mother.

 

Grass rising in dew

Casts crushed footsteps aside

Seeks Father in child.

 

Never finding ether one.

 

1st. draft 1/14 Title Piece for vol.I of IV “The Night Before Breakfast”

revision:14 1/18

 
16 Comments

Posted by on January 19, 2019 in Children, Existential, Outlaw, Prose Poetry, Spiritual, Zen

 

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16 responses to “The Night Before Breakfast

  1. Paul Andrew Russell

    January 23, 2019 at 11:12 am

    Lovely imagery, ZQ.

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  2. gillena

    January 23, 2019 at 8:19 am

    Monday Writes is alive

    much love…

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  3. gillena

    January 23, 2019 at 8:17 am

    Your setting is very interesting, nature as its wisest most calculating best, and then humanity’s trust to nurture and sustenance and providence

    thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday

    Much💖💖💖love

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  4. kislaya

    January 22, 2019 at 11:03 am

    It is beautiful…This line had me enraptured – ‘Caged on the edge of a forest without boundaries; wind chimes shivered in silence’and also this ‘A still reflection left on a spoon, sinks into a bowl of abandoned oatmeal.’
    You have captured such moments that go un-noticed so well in your writings.
    The haikus have vivid imagery!

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  5. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    January 21, 2019 at 1:53 pm

    I love the night before… a moment of rest and this morning I woke up early to watch the lunar eclipse.

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  6. Kestril Trueseeker

    January 21, 2019 at 9:31 am

    I am sad for the seeker and hope they find something of comfort in themselves in this long night.

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  7. Magaly Guerrero

    January 21, 2019 at 8:21 am

    I really *like* the setting, how you show us what happens in the wild before letting us see the more domesticated happenings…

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  8. ZQ

    January 21, 2019 at 12:15 am

    Huh?

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  9. ZQ

    January 21, 2019 at 12:12 am

    Yes… a Key to the …Night Before Breakfast…

    ;

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  10. Magaly Guerrero

    January 21, 2019 at 12:10 am

    I really the setting, all that wild before the first bite.

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  11. Sumana Roy

    January 21, 2019 at 12:07 am

    “Father” with a capital F makes me ponder, now. Love the nightly nature & the child running to the mother. Beautiful images.

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  12. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES

    January 20, 2019 at 7:54 pm

    I like the image of bent birch with child running to mother.

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  13. robtkistner

    January 20, 2019 at 5:42 pm

    Nature alive in this. I liked it!

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  14. sanaarizvi

    January 20, 2019 at 5:38 pm

    “Youth held its breath,” is such a strikingly beautiful phrase. ❤️ Poignant write, ZQ 🙂

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  15. Mary

    January 20, 2019 at 2:10 pm

    “Never finding either one” — now that is sad!

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  16. Sherry Blue Sky

    January 20, 2019 at 1:00 pm

    I LOVE your title. Smiles. I love the creatures in your midnight walk, that keen-eyed owl and the hopefully fleet-footed squirrels. Seeking the father in the child is a very poignant closing line…………nice to see you, ZQ!

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