I forgot - the last post was a haiku, but this morning

laying abed - I watched a delicate silver sliver of dawn and thought I would try a poem - I have been madly, madly writing for National November Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and not much else. I was in so much pain during most of October that I did nothing, missed the most beautiful Fall of my thirty years in Colorado - I feel like whining, but it's over and not much could have been done. But I'm back on track with the cortisone and will schedule surgery this month, although it may be as much as three months out - anyway, I started the day with...dawn - and now i cannot recall the haiku - I had two in my head. sheesh.

Pale eastern light dawns/a narrow silver ribbon/on the horizon.

That was certainly not it - but there you are. Notebook by the bed. The morning was so quiet with that grey pearl light behind the shadow of the Ponderosa pines that i didn't want to get up and turn on a light to write. The world's loss, alas!