Will it be door number 1, door number 2, or door number 3? If I choose correctly, the truth may be revealed on the other side. Or it might just be a series of more doors, more choices, more mistakes, more doubts…oh boy. I’ve really stepped in it this time.
Read MoreHow high can I go? Do the words flow easier when I’ve taken off into the clouds or does that make more thunder rumble? Every cloud has a silver lining, let’s see where the edge of this one takes me.
Read MoreWhen the clouds roll in, the clouds puff out. In my first attempt at poetry, I freestyle in hopes of bringing the light to my life. Is that a skunk? No, just part of the current creative process. The sun will come out tomorrow, though, right?
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