I can clear my mind of
Everything but
YOU
I can clear my mind of
Everything but
YOU
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
A Teen's Definition of Life
Amateur poetry can be found here
From Sunset to Dawn
Words are wild, so is my heart.
words. spirit. alchemy.
poetry to heal and inspire
Writing and Stuff by Chris Hall - Storyteller and Accidental Blogger
As long as there's breath, there will always be HOPE because nothing is pre-written and nothing cannot be re-written!
Cindy Knoke
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(SO GOOD.)
I wonder what percentage of the (teen/adult) population feels like this, even (or especially!) in times like these.
I figure at least 50% of us.
If we count a kind of non-persona creative/work muse, and/or faceless addiction to/craving for some substance or other… then maybe… 100%! (But then, I’m a romantic. ;))
Thank you. Yes, somewhere between 50-100%. It’s hard to say. But it’s definitely something to think about. I’m a romantic along with you.
Ha, I got a bit over-technical there. Your poem resonated, I should have better put it that way. :)) Thanks for putting up with my comments. 😅
No worries. Over-technical is allowed. And I always love your thoughtful comments 🙂
Yay, glad to hear that. 🎉 🤗
Very cool!
Thanks!
A pleasure to read your art. 🙏🌸❤️
Thanks again. You’re very kind! Wish you and all your loved ones stay safe!