Grief Story on the Hoof ~ Entry 8

Simply Hanging In ~

foxy bides her time

hanging in there on the rail

dreaming of Mr fox

A friend asked about self-care, how was I caring for myself?

The answer is simple, I look through the lens,

I line up some lusciousness, I click and create a story,

I edit, and then sometimes I haiku my story ~

simply,

syllables,

five seven five!

I Haiku my Heart ~

Recuerda mi Corazon

Comments

Cynthia of Cynful Creations said…

I am mesmerized by this image, the way the two fit together and yet each tell their own story. Quite magical! And the perfect haiku to go with it!

26 September 2014 at 22:19

Stephanie said…

I love this line
I line up some lusciousness

indeed you do,
thinking of you
x...x

27 September 2014 at 00:31

Anonymous said…

Fascinating image. My eyes roamed around and around.

27 September 2014 at 01:41

gma said…

Take your time (( Foxy )) however long you need. <3

27 September 2014 at 02:43

suzanne said…

I love how your art is holding your hand through your grief - providing an outlet, an expression, a witness. May she continue to walk with you...

29 September 2014 at 20:52

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