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About This Author
My name is Joy, and I love to write.
Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground.
 
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Everyday Canvas #985882 added June 17, 2020 at 9:51pm
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Alone and New Planet
For "Blog City Prompt Forum" 
Prompt: Do you like being alone or do you like being around people?
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I don’t like being alone all the time because I like people in general. I think we are an interesting species as human beings. Sometimes I think our brains need mutation toward some nicer behavior and happier, more positive feelings. I am sometimes annoyed at drama queens and those who cry and carry on at the drop of a hat.
Having said that, being around people non-stop, all the time, tires and stuns me. Eventually, I act like a zombie because I seem to absorb all their undercurrents and vibes. Even people I love, I need a breather from. I don't know why this is, but it is the truth.
In short, I like to be with people but I also like to take recesses from them, too. I need to be alone and decompose at least for a little while.
For: "Space Blog Group"
Prompt: You have discovered a new planet. Describe what it looks like and what you found.
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Boy! Would I love to go to another planet, especially now. I do love the planet earth, though. I don’t know about discovering one. I don’t have such grand ambitions.
A new earth-like planet would be heavenly, especially if it can skip the year 2020.
I think there’s a curse on 2020, and I am not saying this because of the personal loss I had to go through. Look at what’s happening to the world.
Then, today, I had an appointment in the next town to which I was driving. There’s a bridge connecting the two towns. The bridge broke down, large blocks fell from it, and I had to return home. That bridge has been there for more than 25 years. It doesn’t seem that it will be fixed for weeks. Now, I have to find an alternate route, which will add at least an hour to the route that usually takes 10 minutes.
As I said, a new planet would be Godsend.
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