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Work Haibun Poems

These Work Haibun poems are examples of Haibun poems about Work. These are the best examples of Haibun Work poems written by international poets.

Premium Member Memories of a Childhood Home
My dad built a house on a hill. How exciting to climb to the tippy-top then look down upon the roof, and dog home, the...

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Categories: home, house, memory,

Becoming our Parents, Take it Easy
My mother and father never wavered in their routine. After each one of my siblings sprang into life, my father sat on the porch and...

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Categories: family,
Premium Member December Hike
The day grows old. The sun slowly sinks down beneath the tops of the trees. The fog casts beams of moonlight into sepia tones. The...

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Categories: december, inspirational, silence,
Premium Member Ode To My Gardening Gloves
Alas, beautiful gardening gloves, I knew you well. I remember that early March morn; I opened your package and slipped you onto my hands. At...

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Categories: faith, flower, garden,
Premium Member Where Cardinals Fly
We crept down a meandering country road, gravel crackling underneath our tires. The countryside stretched before us like a great quilt of golden, brown, and...

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Categories: memory,

Premium Member Something From Nothing
A singular suitcase, all essentials neatly in place—three outfits; underwear; pajamas; a notebook; and comfortable walking shoes.  With my passport in one hand and...

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Categories: art, courage, inspirational,
Simhaladvipa
"Simhaladvipa or simply Simhala is the name of an island (dvipa) according to the Kathasaritsagara, chapter 56. Accordingly, “... there he [Candrasvamin] heard that the...

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Categories: art, history, men, poems,
Premium Member Golden Years In the Golden State
driving our kids west . . .
our past life vanishing in
the rear view mirror

I don’t recall many details about our move to California. My husband’s...

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Categories: life,
Premium Member My Father's Hands
I remember my father’s hands as a plumber’s hands—fiercely strong, calloused, rough, knuckle-battered, and dirty after a long-day’s work. Those hands shoveled; unclogged drains and...

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Categories: family, father, love,
Premium Member Mwa Ha Ha Haaa
Existential dilemmas
What a phrase!
Becoming a vampire?
Bloodlust v immortality
So many choices day by day
Mostly less dramatic
Like yesterday I took my lunch to work but ate it...

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Categories: halloween,
Premium Member Catching Lightning Bugs
When I was a little girl, Granddad and I spent many summer evenings together sipping lemonade and swinging back and forth on his vintage metal...

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Categories: grandfather, insect, magic, night,
Premium Member I Love My Country Guy

"Here is my hand to lead you
Here are my arms that need you"

            ...

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Categories: love,
Cutting Her Bangs Again
The mirrored door of our medicine cabinet came off its hinges today. You were searching for the waterproof band-aids you made me buy because every...

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Categories: image, love,
Pocket Knife
My grandfather made a gift of his pocket knife. It wasn’t in his will or anything, he just quietly took my hand, put the silver...

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Categories: grandfather, memory,
Love and Coffee
The sun shines through my window though dulled somewhat by a glossy barrier. A barrier of slight ocean blue meant to bring a coolness to...

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Categories: emotions, fate, happiness, love,

Book: Shattered Sighs