Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Starting is such sweet sorrow Picking up that pen In a fit of restless Energy It feels right, twixt finger and thumb Yet sad I am Sad to stop the dream The wonder The wander The drift around the room Sorrowful parting from Solitude… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 1 – Restless”