I used to love walking with our dog, Jasper. He was a cross-breed Jack Russell and the funniest, most inquisitive dog I’ve ever known. He died on 10th March ten years ago. He was my reason for walking three times a day: in the morning before work, again in the afternoon, and a short walk last thing at night. As we walked, I talked to him, tried out words, lines and combinations for poetry, and stories. There was a strong feeling of camaraderie between dog and human walking in all kinds of weather. Neither of us liked it when the weather was too hot; he would pant and I would try to keep to the shade, where he sniffed among grass and twigs and dug up the dirt.
My favourite times for walking with Jasper were early morning and late afternoon, twilight times, when we would encounter foxes, deer and all kinds of birds. It was on one of those evening walks, down a village lane overhung with trees, past a paddock with horses – Jasper loved horses – up to a quiet spot by the river, when a barn owl flew out of the growing gloom towards me, swooping inches above my head and then away, up into the trees.
end of a hot day
silver wings glide on twilight
a barn owl ghosting
Kim M. Russell, 2018
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: Take a walk
Bjorn, our host this Monday, asks us to imagine ourselves walking: are we strolling, trotting or slouching; where are you and what’s the time; why are we walking; what do we see and how are we dressed; is it sunshine or rain?
He has also shared a few quotations about walking, for inspiration.
I love the thought of walking with a dog… to have a reason to feel all kind of weather. So many things we miss when we never see twilight.
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That is so true, Bjorn. 🙂
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Three times a day — what a lucky dog! That final line of the haiku is wonderful. You (and Jasper) attracted so many animal spirits.
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He was sixteen years old when he died and I still miss him.
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That owl saw what you and Jasper were about and came to say hallo. A blessed relationship you had with your dog.
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Yes a very lucky dog. It is nice to share our lives with all those secretive creatures that keep to the twilight times. XXXX
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Sweet memories 🙂
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“A barn owl ghosting.” Love it! I call our dog my personal trainer. He’s always up for adventure, and I love seeing the world through his eyes.
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Nice remembrance of Jasper and that owl ghosting.
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Thank you, Frank!
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Fabulous poem and Fantastic memories to share of your little babe, Jasper. 😎🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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Thanks Dorna! He was a little cutey! 🙂
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A barn owl ghosting – lovely lovely lovely!
Anna :o]
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Thank you, Anna! 🙂
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I bet you do still miss Jasper. I love walking at twilight (and at night). The haiku at the end is beyond lovely. I keep pestering my husband for us to adopt a dog to accompany me on my walks. Nope. No go. Jasper looks to be have been a handsome and winsome little lad.
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Jasper was the best! I would have loved another dog, but my husband couldn’t bear the agony of loving an animal and losing it again. He was the same when our cat Tosca was killed, but then had a change of heart when he saw how lonely Luna was. And now we’re in love with little Mojo, too. They don’t mean to, but animals break your heart.
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What beautiful encounters Kim- how blessed!
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Thank you – he was the best dog, Linda!
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I love dogs. My chihuahua terrier mix is 12 and I can tell he’s aging. Love him dearly.
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This is so lovely – you had the best companion in your dog Jasper!
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Thank you, Jo!
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What lovely memories of so many shared walks. You’ll never forget them. Your prose as well as haiku evoked twilight walks beautifully.
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Thank you!
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There is nothing better than walking side by side with unconditional love.Thanks for sharing your sweet Jasper with us. He sounds so much like my “Barley” who made it to almost 17 years.
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Barley is a cool name for a dog – my mum had a Jack Russell called Barney and my daughter has two Jack Russells, Ruby and Buster, mother and son, who are lovely to walk with too.
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beautiful remembering
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Thank you, Maureen.
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Lovely piece. Reminds me of my own ‘Jasper’ a brown cross-breed. Hope you’ve found a new reason to walk – dogs are fantastic listeners.
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Thank you, Peter! And another jasper!
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Love your story about Jasper. Sorry he has been gone so long. Sounds like a great dog. Love the haiku…gliding on twilight!
dwight
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Thank you, Dwight!
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I loved learning about Jasper. Yes, each pet, is his own person. I loved your write.
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Thank you, Annell!
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Thanks for sharing Jasper with us. He sounds like a special pup.
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Thank you for reading, Linda. Jasper would be smiling 😉
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Love your haibun, Kim! I agree that early morning or late afternoon/evening are best times to walk! I understand your feelings for Jasper…I still miss walking my Lily (husky/lab mix) too. and I confess I don’t walk nearly as often without her.
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Thank you, Lynn. I have no one to go for walks with now.
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