Mezza Luna

Half way across the frozen lake, the old dog stops and lies down. On the far shore a woman calls and calls. Pleading.

No one celebrates
Mezza Luna, the half-moon;
they just wait.

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Thanks Frank J. Tassone for this weeks dVerse prompt for Haibun Monday, Mezza Luna (Italian for the quarter phase or half-moon).

Author: chrisbkm

Chris Morrison was born in Thunder Bay, Ontario and currently lives on the north shore of Nova Scotia. View all posts by chrisbkm

anotherkatewilson says:

March 1, 2023 at 12:29 am

Wow, this is so concise and vivid. Love it!

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merrildsmith says:

March 3, 2023 at 1:56 pm

Such a vivid scene. It leaves me waiting, too, and wondering what happened.

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1. chrisbkm says:
  
  March 3, 2023 at 2:05 pm
  
  Thank you. I believe that in her own time, the old dog lifted her head from her paws, stood up slowly… and carried on home.
  
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  1. merrildsmith says:
    
    March 3, 2023 at 2:07 pm
    
    I believe that, too. 💙
    
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