Heart beats and Mind thinks
and Soul soars. the words flow free
of me, into the world
The words flow.
My wife (who may think she isn’t much of a writer but would be wrong if she thinks that) has started writing some 6 word stories to post on her blog.
Her doing that reminded me of a blog I used to read that would post a lot of 6 word stories, and that I wrote a few of my own.
One of them has stuck in my brain for all this time, simply for the imagery, the concept behind it.
“Empty park bench, except for her.”
Not very good by itself I don’t think, but I took the idea behind it and started writing today. Yesterday. Whenever it was.
I was thinking it would be a fairly quick, short story. Maybe even something I could post here.
Several hours and 2200+ words later, and I’m still not done. I don’t even know where it’s going to end. The words flow.
But I still needed to post something today, so I wrote the haiku above.
And now I bid you good night. Or good morning. Or whatever. I’m going to bed.