stories that become you
haiku
the lost day
i lost Saturday to a mind numbing headache induced by Tigger. I think perhaps that his memory is blurry. He wakes when he feeds that changes daily. I even tried a valium, one for him, not me. But it did not last. His paw reached out to wake me early in the morning. Its not […]
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Why haiku you say? Flash card occurrences, I retort smiling. Make it easier to remember, and to write. Snapshots of my life. Most days write/rewrite themselves. An oxymoron: Tradition vs. Now. Haiku invites choice, consideration. Words are selected with care. Emoted feelings seed, flourish, breathe then take flight. Haiku. That is why.
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it happened again. something about my new boss intimidates me. rather than speak up in today’s meeting, minor comments were offered. and even then I stumbled on phrases. (sigh) why? how can it be true? i had hoped that my meek self would be gone by now. instead, she lingers. much to my chagrin. i […]
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