procrastination haiku

summer fades away
like a pleasant memory
tucked inside my heart

a cool autumn breeze
hushes the leaves soon to fall;
a crisp death awaits

late summer roses
shed wind-whipped petals as fall
disrupts the garden

mid-afternoon naps
provide time for ideas
to take root and bloom…

Haiku, nap, more haiku…except the syllables were off.  The point being that I haven’t worked on Judah’s Tale in over a month, and something’s gotta give…I would vow to post a new chapter by midnight tonight, but I don’t want to post anything crappy.  I’ve got a brothel scene that’s partly done; maybe I can finish that and then share…

gray autumn weather

turns the mind inward and dreams

dim reality