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Today’s ponderance of what thought-shifts I would need to have, so I can grab my dreams, led to:


“I’d bend the world unto my will,

Then every person’s cup would fill;

Lambs would frolic, bells would ring

Sunlight would splay o’er everything…”


Light at the end of the tunnel

But this mere speck has not that might,

Has chosen to remain contrite;

And sigh, and wish, and scribble lists

Journal about the ‘training’ missed.


All smoke and reflection to mask

Her fears about getting on task;

Of courting fame or spotlight stands –

When masterpieces leave her hands…


[I am currently journaling (and writing poems) around prompts from The Year Of You: 365 Journal Writing Prompts For Creative Self Discovery by Hannah Braime – Kindle ASIN: B076Z6Y5L9]

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