I don’t like grey sky makes me dreamy,takes me to those poemsresting somewhere.
A Dream Of What The Pandemic Birthed
The mornings had grown increasingly protracted, seeming as if scores of them…
The twirls of Life circle me.Time, too fast, dizzies my heart,blurring colors to a…
Mental snapshots
never what I thoughtit would be or wasmy state of mind thawed
a poem
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You’re walking, sitting or talkingyou’re reading, folding or running,you’re doing somethingstop whatever, listen.
chasing unrealistic dreams
When I’m alonemy self managed dreamsis where romance occurs.
A one line poem.
Optimism is required