A tree is always
open to redirection.
I need a slight shove.
A tree is always
open to redirection.
I need a slight shove.
Questions. Sadness. Hope.
Does everything have meaning?
Fall sky grays with change.
Thank you followers of my simple and personal haiku.
The quest to convert my verbose emotional inner monologue into its short and specific framework remains both a joy and kind of “haiku therapy” for me.
In the coming days and months, this “blog of my own” will expand to incorporate my belief in our collective creativity. My goal is to inspire and motivate others into reclaiming their own innate creativity.
I will continue to write haiku and share them with you all.
I hope you will continue to follow these musings as I journey toward my own reclamation.
Peace,
MKat