Welcome to my world.

My blog is one place where I can be myself without worrying about my voice being too loud, my laugh too raucous or my ideas too weird.

Twenty- five Seven

Personally speaking

#poetry

  • Swallow

    In normal times we take for granted How easy is it to swallow A bitter pill A sweet compliment But when you are just laid up in bed Propped up by pillows And your muscles slowly constrict To make it hard to swallow Just a drop of water The throat is parched , The muscles Read more

  • Grasp # The Daily Post

    I look out of the window And watch the snow fall down As outstretched arms of trees Reach out to grasp the flakes Before they touch the ground And turn into a muddy puddle. Responding to #TheDailyPost – Grasp Read more

  • Looking out my window I see light breaking and know that The sun is just up. But where is it hidden In a shroud of smog ? A raucous crow flies into the frame and rushes out to catch some food he finds below before another one gets the worm That’s wriggling in the filth Read more

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