a creative process (troibun)

Haiku, The Secret Keeper, troibun, Troiku 1 Minute

Late evenings she sits at her antique desk waiting. It was a test of patience that her creative mind endured every night.

by the window
holds her mother’s vintage pen
under lit candle

by the window
signs of a summer’s breeze
a flame flutters

holds her mother’s vintage pen
waiting for her muse to write
words of her own

under lit candle
waits to untangle letters,
like a magic potion

© Tournesol’16/04/01

Written for 5 words prompted at the Secret Keeper:
TEST | POTION | MUSE | OWN | SIGN |

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A little bit about moi: I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator. I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors. Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka. I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other. http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com

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11 thoughts on “a creative process (troibun)”

    1. She is always with me, Melinda, although she did not have an antique plume (smiles)…but how she loved my writing even as a young child when I wrote very awkward sounding poems. She’d always make me feel like I was a genius 😀 In her eyes I was very special. Nothing can lift a child’s spirits but such love.

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      4. I know I am. As I age I am reminded how my grandmother might have been at this time and I find she had so much more energy than I did…boy was she a busy woman!!

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