I sift through this process of grieving and balancing living the new normal. There are plenty of topics to cover about the subject of infertility, miscarriage and baby loss. I have organized my thoughts and created calendars and made notes of what I’ll write next.
Today, I decided to simply take a mental break from the brainstorming of my daily work routine. I took to writing haikus. Actually, I was inspired by my mother-in-law. She just began to share some of her poetry, the first two being haikus. I’m no poet, certainly not, but I liked the idea of creating a haiku. I adhered to only the simple rules of syllables, as one would with a haiku. The rules of 5, 7, 5. Five syllables. Seven syllables. Five again to end. I embraced this challenge. Although I could be free to write what I chose, there is a set of rules, boundaries. They’re short. There was no excuse.
Today, I wrote three.
These, of course, are about my experiences. The last, about hope.
Because, as Emily Dickinson says, “‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers” and oh how right she is.
P.S. All images, photography and writings in this post & blog are of my own creation (unless noted). Please do not modify in any way. Thank you! 🙂
Train Man says
Just happen to come across this amazing site while riding the train today. Keep up the great work. You ought to consider becoming a Life Coach! ; )
Thanks! What a brilliant idea. 😉
Nanci Ginsberg says
Your poems are wonderful. They call me in poetry the “cinquain queen”. Those syllables are 2,4,6,8,2. I love writing syllabic count. Try one, it’s fun. You would probably love it – Love You!!!