Is There Too Much On Our Plates?

There is such a thing as 'too much' sometimes.

A Round-Up Of All Things NaPoWriMo.

Poetry makes the world a lot better to live in.

#NaPoWriMo Day 30: Spring Forth.

Embrace the dance in you

#NaPoWriMo 29: Elegy.

Of faraway dreams and distant memories.

#NaPoWriMo Day 28: Showers (Sijo).

Not ever.

#NaPoWriMo Day 25: You Wanted Answers? Here They Are.

I sometimes wish I was a better conversationalist.

#NaPoWriMo Day 24: Is It Folly?

Embracing when it comes calling

#NaPoWriMo Day 23: Flight.

Home is never just a place to stay

#NaPoWriMo Day 22: Fluttering Time.

One bound by time, one free.

#NaPoWriMo Day 21: Dreary Greys.

The colours have all bled out...

#NaPoWriMo Day 20: The Sun Is Gone.

Hope flickers, a fragile flame

#NaPoWriMo Day 19: The Haunted/The Hunted.

A younger face, a sharper mind.

#NaPoWriMo Day 18: Breeze.

Everything I’d want in place, will be

#NaPoWriMo Day 16: Supermarket Aisles.

What was I here for, again?

#NaPoWriMo Day 15: The Amethyst From Afar.

Hidden gems bloom in the most unexpected places.

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