A week of restless nights... sometimes a tent in the middle of nowhere, or an island long deserted would be nirvana. SANS technology!
Mind
Quietly pounding
Tick- tock tick- tock
Mind like a clock
Can't stop
Never slows
Goes goes goes
Time Marches
Soldier on
Another day gone
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Five Year Poem Plan - Part 1
PoetryI am going to attempt to write a poem a week for five years! It is a personal resolution that I am making public in order to hold myself accountable.
