Little luxuries
From damp trees in autumn –
These medieval breaths
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This poem was written for Heeding Haiku With HA: The Art of Breathing, in which we were invited to feel ourselves breathing and share the experience in the form of a haiku or a tanka. Meanwhile, to accompany the poem, here’s a curious video of Kate Bush wrapped in cling-film…
Okay, now that video is going to give me nightmares! [shudder]
But … as someone who’s had lung operations (thanks, cancer) I can tell you that breathing really is a luxury — medieval breaths and beyond.
It is a strange and unsettling video, that’s true – but I’m sure the dungeon houses characters even more unsettling than Kate Bush(!)
Yes, mostly breathing goes unnoticed but a couple of weeks ago, as I wandered through a little wood that’s nearby, the air had that perfect autumn mix of sunlight and a hint of chilly damp – so it seemed to tingle as I breathed in, and I deliberately savoured the deep breaths I took, I might have been walking through medieval England for a little while.
But lung operations – that’s a different ball-game entirely in terms of bringing each breath into focus. I’m glad that parts behind you, at least.
The forest from the days of Robin Hood, right? Beautiful experience — I’m glad you wrote about it ! 😀
Definitely! Cos Robin Hood is real – I saw it on Dr Who 🙂
… so it HAS to be true 😉
I was afraid to watch the vid after J’s comment but I do love the haiku
Oh, Jen enjoys a little shudder now and then, don’t worry 🙂 And I’m glad you enjoyed the haiku. Thanks.
Great Haiku, dear Sue …
Thanks for sharing and best wishes to you, Aquileana 😀
Thanks, dear Aquileana. I’m glad you enjoyed them.
Have a groovy week 😀
Medieval breaths indeed… a well painted image in your words. Beautifully penned. 🙂
-HA
Thanks, HA – it took many attempts to try to capture a fairly straightforward image, so if the final version works then I’m glad 🙂