Saturday, January 18, 2014

Of sunrises and roses


dare to stand
in the rain--a flower
will bloom within

The sound of the rain  had been like a soothing lullaby, making her fall asleep soundly. She woke up the next morning to a sunrise of regained hope, unscathed by the disappointment of the night before. Still, she wondered why he never showed up for the date. She so wanted it to be him who had tapped on her shoulder. But it was just a stranger mistaking her for someone else in the darkness of the movie theater.

She loved the stillness of Sunday mornings, the sunlight shining through her window, how time slowed down a bit ... and blueberry pancakes. She sat at the bistro table in the breakfast nook overlooking her garden. Soon, it would be Spring, and she would dig her hands deep into the dirt, planting seeds of love. She just knew it: when she learned to love herself first, only then would she find true love.


Suddenly, she was startled by her door bell ringing, bringing her back to reality. She could see who it was from her window. She remembered the rain, the waiting in vain, and the disillusion. The tears and fears, the longing and hoping. She hesitated but opened the door to her heart anyway. And there he was, holding a single rose.

And then she opened her eyes and woke up for real from this beautiful dream of sunrises and roses and the promise of Spring.

such is love-
a rose in the making,
thorns and all
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This is a continuation of Rainy Night, another haibun, a combination of prose and haiku. Thank you so much for your encouraging comments who inspired me to continue it!
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53 comments:

  1. ma qui è già primavera inoltrata!!!ciao

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    1. Magari, Simo! E' solo un sogno, un po' di poesia e fantasia. Buona Domenica. Ciao! :)

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  2. Lovely story! And the roses are gorgeous. Have a happy day!

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    1. Thanks, Eileen! My favorite colors. I love trellises with climbing roses :)

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  3. smiles....you have to be willing to take the thorns if you admire the rose so closely you know....i really like that opening haiku, on standing in the rain....

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    1. Thanks, Brian! Yes, love & life ... a bit of rain & sunshine, thorns & roses. Smiles :)

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  4. Great wisdom packed in six lines.

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    1. Thank you! Yes, the beauty of haiku--it can send a strong message in a few lines :)

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    1. Thank you, Vandana. A bit of hope after the rain :)

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  6. You brought a taste and feel of Spring to this... a nice respite from the present season... Thank you it gave me a smile and a sense of warmth...

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    1. Thank you, Robert. It snowed again yesterday, and it was dark & dreary. The sun came out this morning, bringing a smile to me, too :)

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  7. Cara Loredana,sempre più brava!!! Porti il soffio della primavera dentro un momento di pioggia e buio! Buona domenica,abbraccio,Rita.

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    1. Cara Rita, mi capisci al volo! La prima foto delle rose con lo sfondo scuro portano un senso di speranza in questo inverno piovoso & freddo. Un bel sogno che ci rallegra. Grazie e buona Domenica! Abbraccio :)

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  8. I really like haibun myself.. and this one does not dissapoint.. especially the first haiku is great.. I really really like that one.

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    1. Thank you, Bjorn. Yes, I have tried a few haibun, and they really are fun to write. I like the versatility of combining prose and haiku :)

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  9. I agree with Björn, first one is really great. I like the second too though!
    Ciao
    Pea

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    1. Thank you, Pea. I chose rain as a metaphor for the first haiku to connect it back to the previous story. Glad you liked them both! :)

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  10. Truly beautiful words. How much is contained in little. <3

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    1. Thank you, Kenia. I enjoy writing haiku--so much can be said concisely :)

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  11. Another wonderful story, Loredana.
    I know I have said this many times, but it bears repeating...
    You are truly such a talented writer.
    Happy Sunday to you!!

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    1. Thank you, Lisa, how kind of you. I still have so much to learn--writing takes a lot of practice!! Happy Sunday :)

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  12. I so enjoyed this story - love the title! I especially love "dare to stand in the rain - a flower will bloom within." Gorgeous.

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    1. The title ended up with a bit of alliteration, Sherry! As you said for your own poem, sometimes words just come tumbling down :)

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  13. I also like to stand in the summer rain, I so relate to this!

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    1. I like walking in the rain, too. It's refreshing. Thank you, Kerry :)

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  14. Oh, this makes my heart throb. What a beautiful conclusion! Loved the 'single rose.' I think oftentimes a single rose can make more of an impact than a dozen...it is in the gesture, as in this poignant poem.

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    1. Thank you, Mary. Yes, a single rose is a beautiful gesture. In this case, it was just a dream ... smiles :)

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    1. Thank you, Audrey. It took me a while to write this "sequel" ... haibun is hard to write! :)

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  16. Bringing thoughts of no snow, works for my show. A single rose can say a lot too, if one is open to it

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    1. A single rose brings me glee,
      it totally works for me :)

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  17. I'm loving these, Loredana. Handled with elegance and depth. There is something about a rainy day that just makes me want to curl up and forget the world. Oh, I've been dreaming about being back in the garden. Spring always seems so impossibly distant.

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    1. Thank you, Kim. Yes, rainy days do inspire me to write--there is something magical about them. And I love gardening. Smiles :)

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  18. I enjoy even more this second one--or are there more? There seems to be a mobias strip from dream world into garden into love peopled and rose/risen.

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    1. Thank you, Susan. Yes, this is a continuation of the previous post, Rainy Night. You're right--it's a dream sequence. Glad you enjoyed it :)

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  19. your lines captivated beauty...a wonderful piece..

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  20. I like your haibun, Loredana,mand was glad I could read the rest of the story. The imagery is beautiful - I like the idea if the rain being a soothing lullaby and tall the images associated with roses.

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  21. You really have a way with words, enjoyed the continuation of the story...hope there is more :-))

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  22. Your writing is like music to the soul. Always uplifting and takes you away.

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  23. Ah a continuation of your last post. I love it :) I kind of wish she hadn't opened that door to him though, as I fear her falling back in the same circle over and over. Like you said, she needs to learn to love herself first.

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    1. Thank you so much, Keith, for your feedback. I enjoyed our chat by email. :) As I mentioned, he really didn't come back. It was just a dream. Sometimes, we want those who have hurt us to come back and make amends to us, but it doesn't always happen that way. The healing is up to us through self-love. Thank you for caring about her. You're absolutely right--we don't want to fall back in the same cycle over and over again of being hurt. Sometimes we have to shut the door on the past and move forward. But open our heart for better things to come. Smiles :)

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  24. I so enjoyed this Loredana and am behind reading so I will have to go back...but I love this idea....definitely keep this going.

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  25. Awww, I'm sad it wasn't him at the theater! Breaks my heart. And at the end I was really fooled until you said it was a dream. I hope she finds love!

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    1. Oh, Tammy, how sweet that you care. Sometimes things turn out for the best. There is still hope that she will find true love ... the person she's meant to be with, when she's ready. :)

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  26. So poignant and moving....well done Loredana! Loved the photos too.

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  27. I enjoy the combination of prose and poetry. This feels more true to life than either one or the other.

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    1. No flowers here either, Mila! This was just a dream. It's a fictional story. In reality, we have snow and it's very cold! :)

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  29. Nice. I wish I could dream like her. All we have is tons of frozen snow.

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  30. just a few lines, yet so captivating and meaningful,
    drenched in rain and sprayed with rosy fragrance…

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  31. You very well know how to play with words. Captivating post :)

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