A Poem About Rain
I miss you
More than you know
Or can ever imagine
As of late, I have fallen in love with writing again. Here I don’t mean typing or even just writing a story, but I actually mean writing. Simply taking a pen to paper and letting your thoughts flow in whichever direction they choose to go.
Eyes blink open
Bright light blinks into eyes
Noises and people and places,
Everything, everyone, everywhere,
A myriad of distractions filling all the empty spaces.
I have been reading a few old books and listening to some ebooks. I decided I need to get back to a few reviews, and this is my latest read.
The story is written from the interesting perspective of five-year-old Pea. It’s refreshing to see the world through a child’s eyes. From picking fruit to having pet scorpions, all described in her dialogue with herself and her friends.
Nervous fingers trace the spine.
Surely, this will lead near to divine
New tales of adventures to behold.
We shall journey until warm embraces us enfold.
Outside on a stranger’s trampoline, Cindy wondered how she let herself be dragged to yet another party that she did not want to attend. Izelle and Stacia were to blame of course. They’re always to blame for things like this happening lately. Cindy sat with her legs dangling off the edge of the trampoline, with a drink in her hand. It was a Cream Soda. Cindy doesn’t like to drink much (alcohol makes her a bit anxious) so she stuck to the sweet stuff.
In August of this year I was on vacation in America and while I was there, I picked up an Erin Condren Life Planner (I had been drooling over them on YouTube for the majority of this year and simply had to get one).
Thoughts full of debating,
Spying from afar the tallest wall.
A mismatch of deliberating,
Could climb but oh, to risk the fall.
So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.
Okay I have been very far behind with my book reading plans. I admit I have been jumping around all over the place and I haven’t finished a book in a while. I have a legitimate excuse – Life Happens!