blue -
the ocean lies
in my inkpot
Author’s thoughts: The world of a writer…
For the Shiki Kukai, July. Free format. (Recd. 7 points)
(July 31st, 2012)
I Rhyme Without Reason
I live in words…
blue -
the ocean lies
in my inkpot
Author’s thoughts: The world of a writer…
For the Shiki Kukai, July. Free format. (Recd. 7 points)
(July 31st, 2012)
Beautiful
Thanks, Mr.Speck
- Leo.
Isn’t it amazing that these few words can create such a huge image? This is awesome, Leo.
Yes, for sure, Asni
It’s something I like in haiku. Cheers! 
- Leo.
Indeed!
Thanks, Umashankar
- Leo.
Reading you amazes me!
Excellent!
Thanks, Sims
- Leo.
And you can write millions of words which are full of life and beauty with it. Seriously I should learn this art from you.
Yeah, lots of words to bring to life with that blue ocean, Saru.
You already know a lot of the art. Don’t need me to teach! 
- Leo.
Well crafted and deeper meaning expressed ~ thanks, namaste, (A Creative Harbor) on Blogger
Thanks, Carol
- Leo.
What an abundant pot to dip into~and the wonderment that spreads from the sea. Lovely.
Indeed it is an abundant pot, Archna, with an ocean of thoughts and wonder! Thank you so very much!
- Leo.
Speechless……….
Thank you, Sreeja.
- Leo.
Makes me think of my old school desk from when I was a very young girl. The inkpot was long gone even then but the hole in the desk remained. Looking back on it now, your tender haiku generated a romantic yet nostalgic memory.
Glad you could relate a memory with my haiku, Annie. Thank you
- Leo.
I stumbled upon your blog a few days ago – forgot where exactly – and let’s say I’m absolutely blown away by your work. I finally learned the difference between a haiku and a senryu and discovered a new form of poetry (elfje.) Your poems are so inspiring that I actually decided that I’ll attempt to write any of the above three, something I’ve not dared so far.
As to this work, I just loved it. Indeed, the inkpot is the writer’s ocean, but to what extent, in this 21st century age where computers and word-processing softwares?
Anyway, I’m glad I came across I Rhyme Without Reason. I know I will definitely be back to read more, learn more – once I’m done with schoolwork!
I suppose it’d be Indivine where you’d have come across the haiku. I don’t think I’ve shared it at a lot of places. Glad you liked my work and decided to attempt form poetry. It’s restricting, but at the same time it is fun.
Not necessary that the writer’s ocean should literally be the ink in the inkpot. What difference does it make if it is the ink in the inkpot, or the ink of blood, or the ink that the writer sees in the words he types on MS Word or Notepad? It’s how the writer sees the ink that matters, I feel.
Welcome back to read more whenever you are free. Thank you, Zainab
- Leo.
The world of a writer is unlimited, without borders – hence the foundation and framework for creativity and thus creation.
Indeed it is, unlimited. Thank you Clarice
- Leo.