Stories from the Attic

Summer Moon glows
as I sit, while it stares
ghost of my lost tales.

I have written short stories that are craving and shouting for an ending; but my heart and soul is unable to give them one. These incomplete tales often come and haunt me. Am I a failed storyteller? Will they ever be complete?

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10 responses to “Stories from the Attic

  1. Haunting haiku…ghost of your lost tales. Your tales aren’t lost. Just not finished. There is no time frame on writing. Perhaps your mind is waiting for a new experience(s) to incorporate into your tales.

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