I wonder as the mornings flow
If this is all there is to life
A constant repetitious wave
Dawn to dusk inside the hive.
Every day begins the same
The sun fails to keep the clouds at bay
The earth shakes off its weary sloth
The birds say what they have to say.
The hills roll up their bedclothes
The raindrops puddle rings
The routine runs like clockwork
And I wonder what tomorrow brings.
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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