Argument

Argument

It doesn’t matter

Even when it hurts your soul.

You will never be right.

Hurt

Hurt

My eyes tell you all.

But, my soul knows how to lie.

I think I am done.

My Pen

My Pen

It used to excite.

Each stroke pulling at heart strings.

Now it sits alone.

Writing Sober

Writing Sober

A cure for blocked words.

When beer can do the mind right,

Why then write sober?

31 Days of Haikus

So much has changed in the last couple of months. Although, I feel EXTREMELY blessed beyond words (cliche, I know...but it's true) I have found myself missing something that was unique to me.

MY WRITING.

I have decided, in order to pop my now dormant non communicative wordy creative genes, I would give myself a task of creating 31 Haiku in the month of October. I am hoping that this is enough to inspire the writer in me to wake up and sign up to once again attempt NaNoWriMo and hopefully finish with a novel that I am proud of editing. (The last one is printed and in a binder and I refuse to edit because I think it's crap) Anyway, I know I am late in posting this so I have two Haiku's to introduce you to. The next couple of days will be without introduction and will just be the poems.

Thank you for your patience and off I go grab some zzzz's before the baby wakes up.

10-1 

Forgiveness

The air is thick with regret.

Devotion betrayed.

Open your eyes, I’m still here.

10-2 

Regret

That look in your eye, I knew.

Mi alma llora.

Time leaves open wounds never to heal.