Haibun #2717

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haibun #2717

Late in winter biking by
I heard a piercing skyward cry
I saw a large bird in the sky
an eagle looked me in the eye
I stopped a spell to watch it fly.

As I continued on my way
along the San Francisco Bay
the waters being calm that day
I watched the shorebirds interplay
stalking the waters for their prey.

the snowy egret
serves dinner
in a splash

© Rebecca Sanchez 2017

I talk, write and live bicycles because it’s made me so healthy and happy. I ride my bike from my apartment to the San Francisco Bay Trail every other day. This is an area of woods, natural harbors, wetlands, tidal pools and all the creatures that live there. I often take photos and write about them like today.

The photographs (3 frames) were taken by James Graham (my roommate) and animated by me.

Written with dVerse~Poets Pub for Haibun Monday and shared with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads for The Tuesday Platform. I see no reason why a haibun can’t rhyme, is there one?

Haiku #61216

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haiku #61216

bumblebee likes me
time for a photograph
bee-ware of stinger

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Photograph taken when a bumblebee visited during a break on my bike ride. It first landed on my hand and then my shirt. I had eaten a pear earlier on my break and it was attracted to that. It’s amazing that it could still tell after washing my hand and everything. I am always glad to see these guys since they are threatened by so many things now. I know the sting doesn’t hurt much but better not to be stung.

Written with Haiku Horizons.

Just My Bike And Me

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Just My Bike And Me

Wetlands passing by
the waterbirds feed
it’s a very good day
on San Francisco Bay.

To be out of the city
yet see it ‘cross the bay
even foggy days
it’s there on display.

Wind in my hair
just a gentle breeze
sun hot on my back
as I follow the bike track.

The sharp salt smell
clicking of the gears
the songbirds sing
colors on the wing.

Drifting down the trail
I feel like I’m flying
at peace so quietly
just my bike and me.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Shared with Poets United.

Seven Haiku

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Seven Haiku

words fly
once spoken
can’t be taken back

terrible news
terrorist attack in Belgium
emotions fly

people staring
why are they looking at me?
my fly is open!

biking against the wind
crows fly, passing me by
makes it look easy

spring is here again
where does the time go?
the seasons fly by

the spider and the fly
the silky web invisible
the spider is so sly

I am so fly
seven haiku today
I could write more

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Written with Haiku Horizons.