Poetry – Day 1

Away I wanna go away Yet how far is far? Should I walk until my feet touch wet sand? Would that be far enough? I think I'd like to feel the wind from the palm trees flow through my hair I might giggle once my toes touch the cool water I'd smile watching the waves … Continue reading Poetry – Day 1

Poetry – Day 5

Flight Time Early morning laying in bed Not really motivated to start the day Outside the window I hear the ducks They fly over in the same v-shaped pattern like clockwork I often ponder where exactly they go My curiosity leads me to take a peek between the closed blinds I study the charcoal grey … Continue reading Poetry – Day 5