My next haibun:

Okay I’ll be completely honest with y’all- there hasn’t been a single September in my life, that I can recall brought with it something special, something that’d make me happy or excited. Nah, I think this month was either ordinary or a tad gloomy( when it rained unexpectedly), and has been so as long as I have lived and breathed.
I wish I could narrate a long story of a day, or just a moment that meant the world to me, but I can dig up no such glorious memory. Yet the rains brought with them their own moments of joy, when we(me and my mates in the apartment) didn’t hesitate to play football in the wet court. Yes, I am a basketball player, but there was a time when I wouldn’t part with the round, orange thingy we kicked all around the ground.
So yes, I’m thankful to September for those times of fun and joy,(and who can forget the nice mid term holidays they give us every year?) but I can’t call them special. Looking back, they make me nostalgic but they were just like any other time, and I’m still awaiting that special moment the month might bestow.

September showers
Gloomy normalcy, never
Memories I’d treasure.

-The Forgers of Fantasy

This has been penned for the DVerse haibun prompt, where poets were asked to pen haibuns about special moments in September. You can access the prompt at https://dversepoets.com/2022/09/26/haibun-monday-september-song/ .

For more such poems, refer The Forgers of Fantasy