…on writing

A friend was speaking to me this morning about a few luxury items she’d like to buy. She went – something wrist, something neck. I responded; and I formed the first poem I’ve written in a while. 

Something wrist, something neck 

Something silver, something Gold 

Something shoulder, something finger

Something simple, something bold 

It reminded me I used to write Haikus. Got into it during the Covid lockdown and it was so cool. Haikujam was essentially a platform where multiple people would come together to write a Haiku. 

There’s something about stringing words together and it flowing. It’s like art. It’s art.

Now creating art with people you’ve never met is surreal. Loved it and it’s so sad the platform had to close down. 

Anyway, back to my poem of this morning. 

It felt so good so I thought to document it.

And… yesterday, my friend said I write well. Sounds like the universe is telling me to write more.

I’ll try.