Yesterday morning, I woke up really early and couldn’t get back to sleep. I’d left the blind up in my study the previous evening and, just before five, peeking through the branches, the sun was a red ball hovering over the river.
The house and garden were silent, not even a tweet of birdsong, but by twenty past, the sun had risen higher and was whispering to me with the cadence of waves, promising a day filled with honeysuckle scent, dragonflies glowing in the heat, and forget-me-nots covering the garden with an upside-down sky.
the hedgerow murmurs
swirling with creamy blossom
insects and birdsong
Kim M. Russell, 28th May 2018
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: Silent Sounds
Frank, our host this Monday, says that ‘silent sounds’ are all those thoughts that go through your mind which seem like sounds but don’t require ears to hear them. Sometimes they are prayers or mantras one recites often enough to not really be aware one is doing so. Sometimes they are concerns or things people have said that keep coming to mind.
He would like us to write haibun that have something to do with silent sounds going through our minds.
writing in north norfolk 
Love the sound of a garden waking up… a real treat to have honeysuckle… Sunrise here is before 4 AM so I hope to sleep past sunrise. The silent moment and the scent of honeysuckle… what an amazing start though.
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We have so many nettles at the moment that I’m hoping for clouds of butterflies – I’ve seen a few so far.
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I like the idea of the sun whispering. It comes from somewhere. I like the sounds coming from bushes along my walks. They are usually birds of some sort.
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We’ve had lots of birds and a pair of dragonflies in our garden today!
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How lovely! Exactly how early summer should be 🙂
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Thanks Jane! 😊
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This is new most favorite poem you have written. So very special, deep in meaning. ” The scent of honeysuckle, and dragonflies glowing.”
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Thank you, Annell.
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Kim, here is my website: http://www.annelllivingston.com I would love for you to stroll by, take a peek, and let’s share a cup of tea.
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It’s already getting late here, Annell, but I’ll be over first thing!
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This was just beautiful.
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Thank you, Carol.
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A beautiful write and a gentle way to start the day Kim, I love ‘the cadence of waves’ and your murmuring hedgerow :o) xxx
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Thank you so much, Denis. 😊 xxx
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You can call me Xenia 😁💖 xxx
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😁 I could kill my Kindle! The predictive text keeps changing words right when I press send! I’m trying to force it to save your name, Xenia, so it doesn’t call you Denis again! Sorry xxx (It did it again but I caught it red-handed!) 😨 😊 xxx
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🙂💖🙋♀️ xxx
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What a lovely way to wake up in the early hours of a summer day!
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Thank you, John!
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Lovely Kim! Everything has a voice here which they seem to use with care; whispering/murmuring/keeping silent. Excellent haiku.
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Thanks Viv!
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The epitome of summer. I love creamy blossoms!
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Thank you, Kathy!
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Summer at its best. All colors and scents.
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Thank you, Sara!
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I really felt I was experiencing that dawn moment along with you. Your haibun is beautifully written.
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Thank you so much, Suzanne!
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Oh I love how everything was silent so you could hear the sun whispering
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Thank you, Mary!
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beautiful
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Thank you, Maureen.
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Sounds like a wonderful spring morning!
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forget-me-nots covering the garden with an upside-down sky…. love that. love forget-me-knots
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This evokes such a sense of peace.
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Thank you, Linda.
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This is really lovely, Kim. I love early morning when the world is just waking up. (Birds here are now singing before 5.) So many beautiful phrases here, the cadence of waves and “forget-me-nots covering the garden with an upside-down sky.” And the scent of honeysuckle, too!
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Thank you, Merril. It’s a few minutes before six this morning and it’s grey and drizzly. No birdsong. But the honeysuckle is pink and perfumed 🙂
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NoTiNG A Beauty
SiLeNT SHaDoWS
‘fore Sunrise LiGHT
And yes it was my Bride..:)
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kaykuala
the hedgerow murmurs
swirling with creamy blossom
The quiet rustling of rows of greens coupled with the occasional chirping make it heavenly to listen to nature having a conversation!
Hank
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Thank you, Hank!
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