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Pages of Pint-Sized Poetry
#1058144 added October 27, 2023 at 10:06am
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Dreary
Written for "EXPRESS IT IN EIGHT "  ; TOPIC: WRITE A GRAY POEM.Today when I opened the door The green grass I saw no more Buried beneath the snowy white Winter arrived during the night The air is cold, the wind is chill I hear it through my window sill Low clouds turn the sky dark gray Another cold, wet, dreary day! A proud member of "Invalid Item" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
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About The Author
My writing doesn't follow any set genre, it's interdependent of my mood and all that's taking place in life. I'm still finding myself, what I write constitutes the markers along the path of that journey. With time, many things will manifest in my work and perhaps I will pursue one or two genres. For now, it's not, "What type of writing is my passion?"
"Writing is my passion."
