intention #2: write more poetry

I used to write poetry. I used to have time to think. I used to be able to sit with a line from a poem and stew over it for an hour. These days I cannot imagine it. There's billable work to do! Kids to chase after! Groceries to buy! Dinner to prepare! Showers to take! My rational mind tells me I need to exercise, clean, purge my office long before I need to wile away my precious hours doing something as indulgent as writing poetry. But I can't shake the longing to get back to it. So, inspired by My Year in Haiku, I plan to write and post a haiku every Friday. A poetry warmup of sorts. 17 syllables a week. I think I can do it, and still keep the kitchen tidy.

(If you are so inspired, join me and link to your haiku post in the comments - or just write one there. It'll make you happy. It'll make me happy, too.)


fifth morning of school
goodbye cries escalating
it will get better