almost there almost where? where and what is there? i'm struggling to find dreams drowning in a fog my life, my mind, my soul touch of ray at its edge feel of sunshine, is it real? i can't see it but it's almost there
almost there almost where? where and what is there? i'm struggling to find dreams drowning in a fog my life, my mind, my soul touch of ray at its edge feel of sunshine, is it real? i can't see it but it's almost there
Verba volant, scripta manent !
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
A bit of this, a bit of that, the meandering thoughts of a dreamer.
It’s just D.I.Y. What could go wrong 😈
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Just dropping in from the #A-Z Blogging Challenge. I almost entirely get what you are talking about. That feel of sunshine is definitely real. Best of luck to you.
Cheers,
Crackerberries
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I like that you opened with a poem of hope – or almost-hope. Looking forward to seeing more.
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