"I decided that it was not wisdom that enabled poets to write their poetry, but a kind of instinct or inspiration, such as you find in seers and prophets who deliver all their sublime messages without knowing in the least what they mean." ~ Socrates
"Ordering a man to write a poem is like commanding a pregnant woman to give birth to a red-headed child." ~Carl Sandburg
Project 365~ a Photo every day!
Three Word Wednesday-- Evident/ Illusion / Tragic
uncertain tales spill wildly
blood red fills the glass
tiny droplets stain the floor
best enemies look away
fierce involvement evident
six friends bear witness
Written By: Patricia Sawyer
Haiku Heights- Prompt #38 Nigh-
Sensational Haiku Wednesday- Attention
Have you wondered where I am?... I have been gone from my blog for way to long.. Life has been pretending that I am a yo yo.. tossing me this way and that.. sometimes even letting me sleep as it plans it's next attack.. Today I discovered my husbands drill abandoned and took out my frustrations on baskets.. boards.. buckets and even a rake.. hoping that the something different might exercise my angers.. cool my fires.. still my thundering thoughts.. silence is often the best charge.. but it was not to be.. I am still feeling mean and vindictive.. Tomorrow I will leave the drill alone and attack the yard with a rake instead.. Maybe if I can't calm my spirit.. I can wear it out instead.. Thanks for stopping by my blog today.. I welcome comments and followers.. Have a great day!