I stop posting in
the blogosphere. No one reads
me. Do I exist?
Tree falls in the forest analogy
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I stop posting in
the blogosphere. No one reads
me. Do I exist?
Daily Archives: January 18, 2008
No commitments
Nothing pleases me.
Time I don’t have to account for.
A blank calendar.
Free at last
Today was her last
day on a job I said ‘don’t
quit’ two years ago.
Time to start supper
Some people like to
cook. Then there’s me who dreads that
thing called dinner hour.
Why I started again
“Have you been writing
your haiku journal?” he asked.
You read. You know ‘no.’
Joys of fur children
With short hair he looks
like a grey human baby.
He’ll never talk back.
Undone
Intention shines high
above like a star I see
and dream of reaching.
Freelance writer
The more I write the
more I lose my hold on words
that speak without me.
a haiku a day 