Crazy (HS 154)


Like a pendulum, I swing between insane
and not sitting down to write.
Occasionally, when I’m sitting down crazy,
I can still vividly picture things such as smoke
rising from piles of bright burning autumn leaves,
raked into perfumed brittle mounds,
back in my Madison, Wisconsin days.
When I’m up and around sane,
I wrap my brain around things like Lē’ahi (Diamond Head),
how Mark Twain describes riding horseback through the crater,
trotting over mounds of bones and skulls,
crushing them to shards and powder.
Then I sit down and write about something,
and suddenly I’m driven mad again.

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Aloha #WriterWednesday. I hope wherever you are that you’re safe and well.

Today’s writing prompt is

crazy

Use this #WritingPrompt to inspire a piece of writing, any kind, any length, even if it’s just a sentence or two, and then post that piece as a comment below. I would love to read it : )

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