James Inman Poet Haibun

My Destiny, You

Deep green, the trees move slowly in the breeze, as I pass through this lazy wood.  The day grows cool with the taste of snow in the evening twilight.  The leaves caress my skin like soft feathers as I move in measured pace past the longing wings of the forest.  My travels have left me gently fluttering through this lost landscape of solitude, bereft of soul and lost of body, when there, I saw you.  Your gentle rosy cheeks peeking timidly from behind veils of verdant foliage.  Drawing closer I gazed upon your demure countenance.  Your soft perfect petals warming me and, you, coyly gazing into my eyes.  You gently weep your desire as I draw near, but to pluck your fragrant flower would undo me; so, I must return to my path and leave your tears untouched.  I travel the road that leads my heart and leads me to beauty and love.   With no destination to my final journey,  I know this road shall return me to you.

dancing leaves of green
hide perfect fuchsia petals
longing dreams of you


11/27/15

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Frances Schiavina November 30, 2020 at 11:48 AM Gentle peaceful beauty described to perfection. James Inman November 30, 2020 at 11:56 AM What a kind comment, Frances, thank you.

Ann Foster August 20, 2019 at 9:25 PM With no destination to my final journey, I know this road shall return me to you. It is a wonderful promise... I loved it all. A wonderful write. Ann James Inman August 21, 2019 at 1:22 PM Thank you again Ann.

Kelly Deschler February 17, 2019 at 9:36 PM I really enjoyed reading this lovely poem James. Truly beautiful! James Inman February 18, 2019 at 12:42 PM Kelly, thank you for your wonderful comment.

Andrea Dietrich January 8, 2019 at 10:03 PM Gorgeously romantic, Ralph. Thanks for the visit at my poem!

Nette Onclaud January 6, 2019 at 11:26 AM ohh james, poignant sentiments allow me to feel you through this remarkable haibun!..huggs James Inman January 6, 2019 at 4:45 PM Hi Nette, thank you for the lovely comment, I'm on the second. Nette Onclaud January 6, 2019 at 3:48 PM yayy, arent we both january celebrants?... mine is on the 8th.. thanks for the warm greetings!

Laura Leiser January 5, 2019 at 9:23 AM Gorgeous, poetic piece of brilliance! Loved this hiabun, James! A fave! :) James Inman January 5, 2019 at 4:56 PM Thank you Laura.