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This is the second day in a row for two things, firstly that I started writing my haiku as a tabula rasa … well not entirely … I wanted it to be about dancing, or dancing like no one is watching, because no one would want to watch me dance. You would think a musician would be better, but I’m all arms and legs (and hair) – think of mid-1970’s Michael Jackson, but very uncool and out of control. Secondly, at the last second before posting, I reversed the lines. Again, it makes more sense that way, but artistically … what do you think? I also took a line out, or replaced it, leaving it for a future haiku.
Anyway, here it is: uninhibited
You may remember from one of my streams of consciousness rants, that you might think I sometimes appear to be uninhabited. That’s probably because of the chaos in my brain – so much is going on that everything is getting stirred up in a primordial soup ripening for the next big bang.
BTW, it came without fanfare, the 28th installment of Bathing in the Hot Tub of my Mind (28. UPPERCASE) was posted a few days ago. Many of my devoted followers missed it. Only two more to go before I hit the end, except that the new one (No. 31) is already up in TCoA.
The Princess of Wands: Brilliant and daring with great energy, sudden and violent in love and anger.
There it is. I was musing today about my inspiration, about sources thereof. I’m in that time of year between semesters, between seasons, when I’m not around many people. There are fewer at the gym. I thrive on communication, discourse, argument, love, and anger. There is nothing satisfying about sitting at home alone twiddling my thumbs. I need to discuss the soup in my brain. It imposes order – or enough order that I can spew it out in my rabid prose or longing verse.
Yes, that is one of the disappointing aspects of my blogs: no comments. Yes, I’m bad about giving comments, too, or even likes, but like all narcissists, I like to see that my words have impact on others. (Just like the Narcissist-in-Chief.) I get plenty of hits, likes, and follows, but few comments – almost none. I will try to be better. I promise. I should warn you, though. I will be traveling in the coming weeks, and may not be very social, online, that is.