Huge thanks to Haikai Master Frank Tassone for providing this month’s Haibun Monday Prompt at dVerse Poets, encouraging us to write about May’s Full Moon, commonly referred to as the Flower Moon…
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Not In Darkness
Tonight the sky is filled with the season’s first and fullest moonlight and, even though the moon is full and should fill me with its peace and awe, it fails. Instead, I stand here, alone and emptied, on a distant and foreign field at midnight, staring at my substantial shadow, but lacking your illumination.
an empty garden
—no flower blooms at midnight—
come back to me soon
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dVerse Poets
Haibun Monday
~ Flower Moon ~
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Scrambled, Not Fried 
A beautiful poem of a lovers yearning
Happy Monday Ron
Much💚love
A haunting story of separation, embedded in simple beauty. Bravo!
Your piece highlights the limitations of moonlight and how even in fullness some things can feel not enough. Marvelous, Ron
Some here at d’Verse talk of Night blossoming flowers; perhaps only in poems, smile. Even the most beautiful of events “needs” to be shared for the event to reach full potential.
I enjoyed (?) the sense of emptiness of the first part of this.
Well done Ron!
What good is moonlight if you can’t share it with the one you love? A heartfelt haibun, Ron. I hope she comes home soon.
Simply gorgeous.
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Oh so heartfelt – I find myself hearing ‘blue moon’ when I read this…
Hey, so you are standing alone in a dark field uninspired and mumbling to yourself — shit happens Ron… just not always verse. Oh well… 😔
Poignant. (K)
In Darkness
The moon will bless
or haunt us, its light
a beacon or a warning,
its effect dependent on
how we read its intent.
What a romantic postcard!
So mournful – the sadness of missing someone is so tangible in your haibun.
I think the moon cannot do anything else than mirror whatever we feel… and moon melancholy is easy to feel if you’re moored away from your love.
Such longing in this, Ron.! I can imagine it a part of a larger story.