And at that certain time
Heads emerge from shells
Where they were buried
Dreaming tales to tell
And cloistered in my womb
Loneliness and black dog thoughts
Of doom and gloom
I send my words to you
Sometimes liked
Sometimes not at all
Left wondering what the magic recipe must be
But liked or not
Potter on through storm and swell
Becalmed haze, unfazed
A writer’s lot is thankless
Take what you can, that way
You go on and on
And on
Tomorrow’s yet another day
A Writer’s Lot. A poem.
This is so random of me to comment but I have to tell you that I just came across your blog and that I love it! Honestly, you have a lovely website here and I am so happy I have discovered it! I am going to follow you so I can keep up to date with all of your posts. Keep up the great work!
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Thank you so much! It’s nice to get such lovely feedback. Sorry I didn’t respond sooner, for some reason WordPress sent your comment to junk and I only saw it today 🙂
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Aww you are so welcome! You have a wonderful blog. Do you have Twitter or Instagram? I just made accounts and would love to follow you!
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Yes, I’m on Twitter and Facebook but I only use them to promote the blog, they’re not friend accounts. I used to do social media years ago but found I wasted so much time on them that I gave them up lol 🙂
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Aww ok, no problem (:
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Oh and no problem at all! That happens to me too. Just glad you saw it now (:
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