writer's lament (haiku)
by Rhyana Fisher
fragment of a thought
haunts my imagination
why have i no pen?
Author's Note: this graced the introduction to my website for a long while, until i revamped it. still amuses me. but then, i'm easily amused.
Posted on 05/08/2003
Copyright © 2020 Rhyana Fisher
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Ashok Sharda on 05/09/03 at 02:04 AM|
Paradoxical realities are such. And well when you will have a pen in your hand you will need your hand linked thoroughly to your mind. beautiful Rhyana
|Posted by Rommel Cruz on 05/10/03 at 02:31 PM|
sometimes, my thoughts disappear when i try to write them down. so i just let them stay there in my mind.
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/13/03 at 04:39 PM|
Sure can relate to this one. Nicely conveyed!
|Posted by Alex Smyth on 05/26/03 at 08:56 PM|
Yes, when pen has appeared I can not remember what it was I wanted to remember!!