Now, what to write? I sit at my desk. Listening to the quiet. All I can hear is the clock in this room ticking. But I can also hear, on the other side of the wall, the clock ticking in my studio. Two clocks. But they're not ticking in unison.
Now, what about a photo? This one seems appropriate. Weird, but appropriate.
I haven't written a haiku since I was in college. So here's my first try after X number of years . . .
hearing two clocks tick
in asynchronous rhythm
follow the slower
©Carol Leigh, who would love to read whatever haiku YOU create today . . .