It's around 65 degrees right now in that lovely undependable autumn light. There's a bit of a breeze but it neither chills nor warms you. The trees are starting their change, autumn when every leaf becomes a potential flower. The crows aren't afraid of you anymore, almost seem to be encouraging you to linger and enjoy the twilight with them. I feel like I should be in the woods. Or walking through a pumpkin patch or a graveyard looking for something, or maybe someone. Work instead.
Want to be somewhere Else: It's around... - Anxiety and Depre...
Want to be somewhere Else
Beautiful words. Do you write?
yes.
Yay! So do I!
I write poetry too. I love it.
I have a writers group made up of 6 people from this site. We are always looking for fellow writers and new material. We are working on a book of material written by the people of H/U. It also includes art, photos, mixed media & special styles of writing. We would welcome both of you as members or contributors. Would do you think?
I don't think my material is probably up to par with your other contributors, I'd just embarrass myself.
Nobody embarrasses themselves. It's not about how good you are, it's about as many different voices being heard as possible. Besides we provide quality editing without changing the meaning of what you write. All poems you submit are your property forever. But, there's no pressure here. There never is. Anyone who expresses themselves as good as you do must want to have their words heard and enjoyed by others too. there's no finer validation than others reading your material. I know I would enjoy it!
Yikes. even if this is just a reflection of how you feel today, I enjoyed reading it. You are talented with your words!
I'm glad it could bring some enjoyment, we all need it.
Hope you have a beautiful day to go with your beautiful writing.
My morning warmth turned to chilly afternoon rain.....surprise surprise.
I love, love, love your writing! You’re right about crows...I never noticed before.