“Happy Reading”

Written in


A #streamofconsciousness poem ~

Why read if it doesn’t make you smile, at least once in a while, more oft than this Pink Moon we’re having, but maybe less oft than each added sliver of every waxing phase – enthusiasm wanes when I turn the page and frown, so pronounced is the melancholy sound of why must it all be like the end of days when I wake up seven a week in spite of the greenhouse haze which resembles fog at sunrise but lines the horizon brown by noon, too soon to tell but the swell seems only half-past the spine, may sound like I’m whining but promise I’m not ; it’s all just sleepless food for thought ~


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

%d bloggers like this: