The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.
— Gustave Flaubert
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To another dimension
To another scene
To flip the page
To another room
To another world
To a place not quite like this one
To your room
To the moon
To a fairy circle
To a forest full of ancient trees
To a dirty forgotten city where the artists gather and laugh over their bottles of wine with the sweet scent of tobacco wafting from their pipes
To a place where I can just sit and watch or paint my surroundings
To the rain
To the fire
Wherever we’re going in this crazy Life of ours,
please promise me you’ll carry me through with you
because I always carry you with me.
It’s been 4 years since I started this little blog.
I know I don’t post as much as I used to, but every once in awhile I get the urge to write a little poem that I don’t mind sharing on here. It’s my literary ramble space and I’m glad I started it during my senior year of highschool. Now, I’m a senior in college, & thinking about what comes next. Hopefully a literary job. Hopefully getting published in magazines and eventually a book or two, or three, or whatever.
Thanks for reading, thanks for scrolling through, and always here to have a little chat on books, art, poetry, my writing, or whatever crosses your mind!
Until next time, peace lovelys!