Tag: #writtenword
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It’s calm No wind, the trees are straight, the branches still. The lake is clear, not a wave on site Even the sirens are quiet The squirrels are stocking up And there’s a small lizard staring at me Waiting…. For what? It’s peaceful, quiet Then why is there a knot at the pit of my…
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I should be writing. However, my muse seems to have taken a holiday with no intentions of coming back anytime soon. So, I am sharing the emptiness, the blank? whatever this is with you. The period between graduation and getting a job is a place I am beggining to hate! Anyone have anything interesting to…
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I really am bad at this. Sometimes, silence is all I have to offer to the world. It’s a tangled mess in here. Unravelling soon.
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Tik Tok seconds…minutes… hours day…night the rhythm of existence Time….
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Anyone else still in the fog between Christmas and new year where you don’t really know what time it is or what you’re supposed to be doing? Its a strange feeling closing the year with no plans for the next one, at least for me. Theres so much to be thankful for this year but…
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My writing muse is on a journey with no known return date. Life is spinning and am fighting to keep my footing but, cheers to sunset walks and pretty flowered fields.
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Laced with silver rain is the golden sunshine born from deep within a star Children of a loving universe and from its magic spark, we are last and too the first and while each is rather small alive today, we have it all.
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Ever looked at a place and wonder what exactly it is that you’re doing there? The feeling of looking for an answer but you don’t know to what question exactly. Its a strange place to be mentally.
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The level of unchecked freedom I have as an adult is truly wild and amazing. Walking into a cake shop and walking back out with a whole birthday cake all truly mine while being nowhere close to my actual birthday is a glorious feeling! The entire week’s constitutes of a side of chocolate cake all…