Creative Writing and unfinished business…
April 7, 2015 § 3 Comments
the day begins
with an unfinished dream
Image courtesy emmelineh
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry
That would be a great dream. My father is no longer with us and I love the rare occasion when I dream of him.
Thank you, Andrea 🙂 Both my parents passed quite recently, and I find it helpful (ie. comforting), to be able to allude to them through a haiku. For me, it’s probably a near perfect medium that allows me to touch them briefly without wanting to catch and hold them. Perhaps that makes sense?
It does Rachael, thanks for sharing.
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