hours fly too fast
sleep becomes a stranger, then
a small voice cries out
why is it that I
procrastinate just when I
need to get work done?
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Prima
Well, here begins my foray. I am a busy woman just now, with classes and parenting my 8 month old child, so I am going to begin with a modest goal of a poem every few days. If I am particularly busy, a haiku will have to suffice. I find their restrictions oddly freeing anyway. This is primarily to keep my writing skills relatively sharp, but I welcome any constructive comments as well. I do hope to someday publish my work, so any opportunity for improvement is greatly appreciated.
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