Thursday, October 8, 2009

Haiku Friday: Who Am I Again?

Haiku Friday


Women on the web,
words on a screen to connect
the flow of our thoughts.

A big issue is
the time when the kids are gone...
what to do with it?

Not quite empty nest,
it's more like empty hours.
Who will I become?

Brain filled with "to-do's,"
I've forgotten who I was
before motherhood.


Would you like to haiku today? To participate in Haiku Friday, just follow these steps:

1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. It or they can be part or all of your post, but your post must include a haiku. What's a haiku, you ask? Hint: 5-7-5. More info: Click here. Or here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your main blog URL). DON'T sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, please let me know.

3. Please leave a comment after linking, thanks! (Eventually the Mr Linky links go away, I think, so they only way we'll find you in the future is via your comment.)

4. Pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top of this post.

REMEMBER: Do not post your link unless you have a haiku this week! I will carry on the esteemed tradition of deleting any links without haiku.

5 comments:

Tink *~*~* said...

You're whomever you say you are!

Tink *~*~*

storyteller said...

Not to worry ... you'll remember and reinvent yourself day by day. Each part of life is a blessing to be savored ;--)

I've got Haiku on each blog as usual:
Happily Retired Gal
Sacred Ruminations
Small Reflections
Have a lovely weekend ;--)
Hugs and blessings,

Janice said...

I'm adding MPJ's link (A Room of Mama's Own dot com) to Mr. Linky 'cause she hasn't found us here yet! Next week...

Mary (MPJ) said...

Thanks so much for adding me, Jan. I love doing Haiku Fridays and am so glad I've found the new host. I'll add my own link next week. :)

GingerB said...

Sometimes I suspect it would be better if I didn't know who I was . . .