The morning stars shine brighter in the backyard, away from the streetlights. Hello, crescent moon. Nearly new moon. Time waning.
February 4, 2016
The morning stars shine brighter in the backyard, away from the streetlights. Hello, crescent moon. Nearly new moon. Time waning.
February 4, 2016
Nice, Janean. It has a Japanese “feel” to it. I could imagine it in a sort of “haiku” form.
Thank you, deW. I always appreciate your insights. Haiku has always appealed to me. Perhaps I should challenge myself to write in an existing format instead of freeform. I’ve never been good at counting syllables. The dictionary and I don’t always agree on where the breaks and pauses are. I will ponder this though. April is National Poetry Month but I don’t want to wait until then to write more. I’ve missed writing in public even as my insides still mostly scream, “PRIVATE! KEEP OUT!” This is me venturing forth tentatively, with my bare toes, testing the water.