Good morning, Sunshine! Spring Fling Writing Contest 2024

Good morning, Sunshine.
Slipping through the morning’s dew, sunlight cracks the dawn. I wake with the woodland world. The nestlings fluff their feathers and squish together, and I listen to their twitter-song.
Spring sings.
The red-breasted robins engage in antiphonal tweets. Jenny-wren adds her chee-pippety-chee-chee to the mix. The colorful warblers chime in with a descant, their voices echoing in the dewy twilight. I join in, mimicking their cheerful tweets.
Spring’s warmth.
My goose pimples giggle as I squish tender grass between my toes. A cool zephyr breeze flows, inviting the day to begin. Tiny creatures, swift and dainty, flit from flower to flower.
Spring’s warning.
A bluejay’s catcall signals a tail-twitching taunt, kitty in the weeds.

Good morning, Sunshine!
Taking in the day, no plans.
Boketto moments.

For this contest, I rewrote this haibun, Pastoral Cacophony, which was published in Better than Starbucks Journal.

Good morning, Sunshine! Haibun By Bronte Brown
Spring sunrise.
Slipping through the morning's dew, sunlight cracks the dawn. I wake with the woodland world. The nestlings fluff their feathers and squish together, and I listen to their twitter song.
Spring sings.
The red-breasted robins engage in antiphonal tweets. Jenny-wren adds her chee-pippety-chee-chee to the mix. The colorful warblers chime in with a descant, their voices echoing in the dewy twilight. I join in, mimicking their cheerful tweets.
Spring's warmth.
My goose pimples giggle as I squish tender grass between my toes. A cool zephyr breeze flows, inviting the day to begin- tiny creatures, swift and dainty, flit from flower to flower.
Good morning, Sunshine!
Taking in the day, no plans.
Boketto moments.
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