Look, guys, after some 1400 of the buggers I’m all haiku’d out. Anyway, whatever tiny audience there was for anonymous haiku has evaporated faster than the morning fog is dissipating outside my window. Few readers, few followers, and close to zero comments.
So, have to find some new form of expression to amuse myself, my cancer, my anxiety shroud, and the occasional visitor from the outside world who stumbles across this anonymous and self-effacing blog. Watch this space.
Well, you know, if you can be bothered.
2 thoughts on “In a yellow wood”
I try to limit my time on the computer as, like you, I also have cancer and you never know when things turn sour. When I do enjoy some time on the web, I enjoy your writings. Please don’t give up on it if it gives you something back (I find writing helps me clear my mind of anything that frustrates, angers or puzzles me), no matter how small the readership.
Thank you for the encouragement Jolanda. I have continued with poetry (though not haiku!). Good to know someone enjoying the blog. I wish you all the best with your treatment. Look forward to hearing from you again at times.