An extra for line breaks 6/7.2.2018

Bright Day Haibun


I rise to let the cat out. She is lethargic and resists. I push her out the door anyway. I don’t want her scratching at my bedroom door in another half an hour or so. She disappears briefly and now that I am ready to throw myself back into the sack, as they say, she is ready to come back in. I say a firm “no”. She understands every word I say but just stands there anyway.


As I head back to the bedroom I can hear other late risers gathering on the deck next door. Coughs and goofs commensurate after a late night. I see most of them are wearing dark glasses. They must have been sitting there half an hour or more. Now they head to their cars. The street becomes itself again, quiet, sleepy, urban. The cat has already settled on the bottom step ignoring me. I again test the flick lock.


blindfold raised

bedroom door closed

earplugs adjustments

I shut out

the bright day


Well, that was what I intended. But I can never resist a peek at the computer. Emails and projects draw me in.


cold porridge, first meal of the day

lunching in the sun

sometime after noon


Benita H Kape © 7.4.2018

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