Creations - Now, The River Bank

Isn't it strange, the way creativity works ? I've been trying to write a villanelle. These are the luxuries a mama can indulge in when her children are away. I took a lunch break, which was less about hunger and more about frustration, and while I stood at the sink peeling my hard-boiled egg, I thought about an earlier conversation about co-sleeping. My favourite co-sleeping factoid is that the Japanese have a special word for the child who sleeps between her parents. The sleeping child is like a river and each of her parents is a river bank, keeping her safe. And then - BAM! - goodbye villanelle, hello haiku :)

Now, the river bank

Is free to be the river.

Her children are grown.