Creative Writing and unfinished business…
February 24, 2015 § 9 Comments
storm clouds gather –
to chase us home
Image courtesy David Forster
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry, storm
This makes me think about the social rules that tie us that not only restrict us as we seek to expand ourselves, but also, in a perverse way, protect us. Do we really want to stray too far from home? Very thought-provoking, Rachael.
Thanks, Chris. As is your comment.
I adore this. Wonderful photo to accompany it, too! It makes me only think of my wedding day, since I married my wife on a Carolina beach….
While she was having her freaking or moment with the girls, I was flying kites in a rainstorm in the surf…. Consider that my bachelor party?
Ahh. This sounds like food for many haiku perhaps? 🙂
Absolutely!! You’re on! 😉
So many times. May I reblog?
Thank you. I’d be delighted 🙂
My thanks. 🙂
Reblogged this on Tales of Unwise Paths.
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