My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: A Little Romance: Toni has challenged us to pen a romantic haibun.
Although we’ve known each other since childhood, we’d been babies in prams in parallel roads, ran around the playground together when we were six years old and had shy crushes on each other as teenagers, I hadn’t seen you in about nineteen years, since that last chance meeting on the Tube. I’d often wondered what had happened to you. I moved around a lot, from country to country and town to town. You told me later that you believed I’d followed the hippy trail to somewhere like India, but I had always been a little closer to home, visiting my parents whenever I could. My mother suggested sending a letter to her local newspaper, as she still lived in the same part of town in which we both grew up, so I did: ‘Looking for a lost friend’ was the title they gave it. I never imagined you would get in touch immediately, or that you would visit me, a single parent living in a fairly remote part of the country you didn’t even know existed. So I waited at the window that October evening. You had got lost along the coast in the rolling sea mist. We talked all night, as if we had never been apart, and over the following months you visited most weekends and then took a short break so that we could spend time together, exploring the coast – and each other. It was then you proposed. At the end of January, we woke up married, after a night in a four-poster bed in a converted barn – we couldn’t afford a proper honeymoon. After breakfast, we got in the car to drive the few miles home in the early morning mist. Almost twenty four years later, we still love misty weather, especially that sea fog that rolls in off the North Norfolk coast.
scent of earth and sea
mingled breath of you and me
mist clings to coastline
© Kim M. Russell, 2016