Margaret Atwood
Thought of the Day- Margaret Atwood
Rainy Morning Blues
Poetry is a faint buzz in my brain this morning like a radio station that I can’t quite get cleanly in tune Cobwebs of dreams exhaustion still clinging to my synapses despite ten hours of sleep spirit is willing body remains weak unfamiliar foreign items slipping through my hands to the alarm of others I … Continue reading Rainy Morning Blues
Thought of the Day- Margaret Atwood
Rainy Morning Blues
Poetry is a faint buzz in my brain this morning like a radio station that I can’t quite get cleanly in tune Cobwebs of dreams exhaustion still clinging to my synapses despite ten hours of sleep the spirit is willing the body remains weak unfamiliar foreign items slipping through my hands to the alarm of … Continue reading Rainy Morning Blues