Hi everyone! I’ve really been enjoying this journey of one poem every day, it has helped me craft my words as never before.
And I want to thank everyone for the lovely comments and support you’ve given me, y’all are awesome!
This isn’t me finishing this blog at all, and I will still post with regularity. But for now I will not be doing one poem every single day. I have a few personal projects to work on and lots of other things that are keeping me busy.
In other news I am now on fiverr.com, where you can purchase a custom written poem by me, just for you! Check it out! https://www.fiverr.com/s2/7bcbb709b8 😁
The sun has a warm smile, the wind is a cheerful song,
We’re in a stream of people, leisurely flowing along.
This world is bouncing, I’m sure. It’s hurling through space,
This caterpillar will turn into a butterfly, and give chase.
Thank you for your support, even on short poem days 😊
My mum was struck by lightning but I was never scared of storms,
Although everybody seems to love the breeze that summer warms.
I always had a dream, that I would learn to fly,
With thunder above my shoulder and lightning in the sky.
I beg the storm to take me up into the gold and grey,
The wind sings to me so sweetly, till I start to turn away.
I shall walk home through the olive groves and weep, for I’m down here,
While above thunder and lightning dance, there’s not a chance that they can hear.
Fun fact: my mum really was struck by lightning! Indirectly of course, which is why she survived, with a pretty cool story!
Also, summer or winter? In this poem I seem to be leaning towards winter but in actuality I love summer best. Which are you?