I escaped last week from the questions that the city life was posing before me. I escaped from the people that were coming too close for comfort and I escaped away, far enough to think about what was keeping me…
Tag: writing
Writer’s dream
I want to write Breaking free from the chains That bind me down To me I want to float away Far from the reach Of these constellations Into a land of my mind I want to break open, This cage…
Writing
In my cave Deep beneath the ground I wait for inspiration to strike Amongst the muffled sounds… Sounds of thumping feet, Sounds of muffled speech, Sounds of dying music And of the music that has died Life reaches me Seeping…
Potter Slaughter
Yes, I have finished reading the latest adventure of Mr.Potter. And now that I am writing my own feelings about the book I realize that I am a tad bit later than people who finished the book the same weekend.…