The wheat weighs heavy in the wind
And I love you.
Drops of sun slide down your skin
You turn and flash that Cheshire grin
Unfurl your limbs and call me in.
I love you.
The poppy petals flash with fire
And I love you.
They form the field's cathedral spire
Echoing our private choir
Heralds of the night's empire
I love you.
WhatWhyHow???
This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.
But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.
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