daily haiku #3: winter Sun

[I was so busy today, I almost forgot about this. Part of it has been stuck in my head all day, but I hadn’t figured out what to do with it until now. Still not happy with it though. Maybe I’m just too tired for today.]

winter Sun

winter jigs, storms laugh
fierce; but who listens out for
a sunbeam’s footfall?

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daily haiku #1 :wind

[My first ever attempt at a haiku. While reading chapters for my course, one of the exercises suggested writing one a day. I figured it would get be good practice for giving bitesize ‘moments’ instead of elaborate, lush descriptions of things. Took me a while to get the syllables right! This one has been brewing for a few days…]

Wind

violent hands whip,
harrow shadows, scatter leaves,
cold wind blows this morn.

 

where have I been?

Apologies for the disappearance – a lot of things have happened in the past few weeks. It’s been quite an emotional time. I’ve become engrossed in various activities: hanging out with a new friend; finally taking a shower by myself (my mother insists I stink, but I can shut her out now); getting ready for my creative writing course at uni…

Oh and two heart ultrasounds have shifted my life in a completely unexpected direction! Apparently my heart seems to be functioning and I might not need a heart transplant after all! My doctor said it appears healthy and we’re very slowly going to start weaning my heart off the artificial heart support. I still don’t know what to say. ‘Wow’ or ‘I can’t believe it’ don’t even begin to cover it.

In other news, I’m going to start teaching a friend of mine English. She asked me if I can do it, I said ‘yes’, and the deal was sealed. So I’ve been doing my research on teaching methods as I’ve never taught anyone regularly before – other times people have asked for my help, it was purely a one off. Should be interesting to say the least…

Meanwhile, I’m going to be trying out various forms on here – perhaps a daily haiku or two or a scribble to see whether something works. This creative writing stuff at uni level is slightly daunting (not daunting enough to put me off it!) so bear with me.

I’m feeling good, and it scares me slightly  – that is, I’m vaguely worried it won’t last, but I keep myself moving, keep myself busy, and it doesn’t seem to matter. That’s good, right?

That’s all for now, I think.

Thanks for listening.