Thinking about our near endless daily cycles and this haiku sprung forth. If you have some control of your time you are truly blessed! Early morning crispMidday hustle endless grindLate night recoil rest
For everyone on their life altering journeys – a haiku on this beautiful Sunday afternoon. A year since near death…Scars visible – fighting onto ascend each day
She mastered the art of appearing sincereHe wandered after her just to keep her nearShe rambled away only to reappearHe tore his soul out and seemed to disappear He wandered after her just to keep her nearShe pranced around with him as her souvenirHe tore his soul out and seemed to disappearHe begged and…
I heard about the poetry format known as the pantoum this morning from Pádraig Ó Tuama’s wonderful Poetry Unbound Substack. You can read about the format here (it is a free article on his Substack). As I am very found of restrictive formats such as Haiku I find the Pantoum fascinating. Below is my…