between morning and a moon
I almost believed
but sweet summer dreams
are cold and hard
in the winter snow
One of my Christmas presents was this magnetic poetry word calendar thing. I love it! This is the first of many...
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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ahh awesome, that'll be so fun! and YES adventuring sounds lovely.
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