#NaPoWriMo Day 8: Kneading Dough.

Caution: This poem is not really about dough. But it also really is.

#NaPoWriMo Day 6: Watermelon.

Sliced, and sweet, and scrumptious.

#NaPoWriMo Day 5: Dream Aria.

Let me tell you a story...

#NaPoWriMo Day 4: A Tale Of Two Teacups.

You let art like that see the light of day.

#NaPoWriMo Day 3: What Am I Doing Here, Anyway?

I wasn’t meant to be doing this, And I’ve known it in my very core.

#NaPoWriMo Day 2: Gibbery-Doodle-Doo.

A speedy run-through past, Isn’t really how you read a poem.

When Life Gives Lemons, I Guess…

Finding balance came from a lot of trial and error.

Is There Too Much On Our Plates?

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

#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 27: Pressed Flowers (American Sonnet).

A faded testament to intertwined fates

#NaPoWriMo Day 26: Silence By The Seashore.

Salty spray whispers the secrets old

#NaPoWriMo Day 24: Is It Folly?

Embracing when it comes calling

#NaPoWriMo Day 23: Flight.

Home is never just a place to stay

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