Hello all!
Well I had a busy day today! I worked at the hotel from 6:30am till 2:30pm. Then went home did some washing, and went to the gym. Then came home, (my lovely partner was home and had made some yummy duck salad, and was drinking with a friend) and got ready for work at the cinema from 6:00pm till 11:15 pm. And then now here I am doing this blog at midnight! Talk about burning the candle at both ends! I’m not sure if there’s any candle left! Oh well it will all be worth in when we go to Malaysia next week, actually this Saturday!
On another note I have started to feel like my haiku go bad when I’m not doing them as part of the ginko class. And even then I thought mine were some of the weakest in the class (group?). Why is it so hard? Why do I make it hard for my self? Why can’t I just relax about it? And why can’t I have more confidence in myself? For goodness sake I’m thirty already, I should have this shit sorted!
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as guests arrive
the doorbell calls my name
Lyn-don Lyn-don
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grey skies
over the bus stop
jacaranda
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always breathless
on this long walk
jacaranda
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Thanks for reading!
And I guess you all know my name now!
Peace.
El Norto 
If it makes you feel better, I think I over-think my haiku a lot of the time too. Nice to put a name with a “voice”.
Ha ha yeah, I was trying to do the whole anonymous thing, but I blew my own cover with that haiku!
Yes over thinking things is one of my problems. But what I find is at the time my mind gets stuck in a loop, and I can’t think clearly about what ever it is I’m over thinking. I always find that if I come back to it later it’s always obvious what needs to be done!
Yes, I do that too. I walk away from my writing completely for a day or two, then come back and try again. Yesterday your comment about burning the candle at both ends inspired me, so I thought I would share. The smallest weirdest things inspire me.
Melting Candle
The wax runs down the candle stick
and pools in its holder.
It is burning bright,
bringing light to the whole house.
It is hot from working so hard
and that is why it melts,
because it is putting its whole self
into the work that it is doing.
The candle gives pieces of itself away
thinking that if it starts to lean
that someone else will come along
and give it some support.
But to the candle’s dismay,
no one shows up when it starts to lean.
The candle droops over,
then breaks, and falls to the table.
It is hurt and surprised that no one
was there, or cared to check on it.
So out of spite,
it sets the tablecloth on fire.
©Symanntha Renn
Symanntha — great metaphor!
Thank you!
I looked through some of your pages and enjoyed them, but could not find the like button- I was using an iPad. I will try to go back later and “like” the ones that I liked.
Ha ha nice!
Glad you enjoyed it! 🙂