Honestly, I didn’t plan on writing today, but I lit a candle on my bedside table and couldn’t help myself. This one’s different, pointless almost, just a moment of life scribed with a glass of wine.
Good night.
–Leanne Rebecca
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A spark and a blush, with both a thought, passes just as quickly. Good to scrib it while you can.
That’s how I feel about most poems. Write when the inspiration strikes and never doubt it.
I’m glad you did write it – there’s always value in creating.
Nice poem very understandable.
Could be the wine that talks?
Sometimes, these moments, are meant to be remembered.
holey moley, man. beautiful and inspiring
Wow thank you!!