In my head words live.
Neurons fire chemical pens.
I dream; stories wake.
writing, traveling, and tap dancing around town.
Leave your fear of the dark at the door, suspend your disbelief and come on in...
Writer and procrastinator
authors inspirations
Warden of Words // Shaper of Stories
Bewitching Journey of Words to Meaning
This is the story of building a cottage , the people and the place. Its a reminder of hope and love.
Just your average PhD student using the internet to enhance their CV
Pen to paper
Love the haiku. I have chemical pens in my head when I dream too, but sadly when I wake the next morning, I can’t read the handwriting.
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Haha. 🙂
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I love your haiku.
I dream so many stories but when I wake up they almost all vaporise.
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That is exactly how I feel stories come about! They are all dormant, waiting to be woken and spread across the page!
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Unfortunately, sometimes that happens at three a.m.!
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Some of my best thinking occurs when I’m sleeping. Thank goodness for cell phones and Google Keep, were it not for this app I’d forget.
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I used to keep a dream journal. I suppose now there is an app for everything. 🙂
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Welcome to the world of technology, everything is changing with apps 😉
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Tara, your haiku is just amazing. I think the key to meaningful Haiku is what I call “curating words” – juxtaposing words in a new and fresh way that we haven’t seen before. You’ve done this so nicely! 🙂
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Thanks! It’s my favorite haiku I have written 🙂
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Your haiku! Huzzah! I love that last line especially.
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Much thanks!
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A fabulous haiku. Perfect succinct thought.
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Thank you 🙂 I appreciate it.
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Reblogged this on Dream Big, Dream Often.
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