I'll Not Set An Alarm
21.01.2021 I’m just getting cosy in my little rowing boat The white duvet snug around me and I’m warm, rugged up. My foot kicks me gently...
My creative soul must sing.
It must dive upon the wing.
In vulnerability it must bring,
The Swallow.
Hi!
A little about me
Be-er, Do-er, Struggler, Flyer
Stylist, Artist, Creative, Writer
Dreamer, Activist, Idealist, Tryer
Rich (wo)man, Poor (wo)man, Beggar (wo)man, Thief
I needed a space to write.
A space for room.
A space for flight.
A space to breathe.
A space to sing.
To be free with my own enquiry.
For the endless scrawl in notebooks to take shape.
We'll see what emerges.
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