Writing 101
Done. Feet shake off the dust of past
Lead me who knows where.
Stories rouse from sleep
Words are waiting in the wings
Fill backpack anew.
Writing 101
Done. Feet shake off the dust of past
Lead me who knows where.
Stories rouse from sleep
Words are waiting in the wings
Fill backpack anew.
Posted in Haiku
Tags: Haiku, Poetry, The writing life
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Beautiful!
I wonder if Haiku consisted of 3 lines with 3, 5, 7 syllables respectively. The other day one blogger told me about it!
Love and light ❤
Anand 🙂
Thanks for your comment. The form of haiku I follow has three lines – line 1 has 5 syllables, line 2 has 7 syllables, and line 3 has 5 syllables. FYI in the first line of my haiku 101 counts as three syllables if it was spoken aloud.
Words waiting in the wings–YES!!! And it’s always a crowd in my head’s wings, anyway 🙂
Love your comment. 🙂