Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
A little over a year ago, I left my career. I had a high pressure position that demanded a great deal of my time. My travel was extensive and the only times I was alone was in a hotel room. I used those moments… Continue Reading “Haibun: Loneliness”
Scribing thoughts in pale candlelight shadows dancing across the page passionate dark mysteries unraveling Is it my muse or my wise old sage?
Being left-handed, I worked hard at writing well. A memory: First grade, a substitute teacher for the day. A regular elementary school in Houston, Texas. But that day I learned I was a spawn of the devil because I wrote with my left hand.… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Writing”
And thus by fate I’m empowered, Living an humble life pondering The glorious splendor of the flower As under the moonlight I’m sauntering.
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