It loved to happen...
Marcus Aurelius and several others are quoted as having said that, and I propose not many truer words have been spoken (I'm hesitant to make any statement with a firm resolve as you'll come to, perhaps, learn, dear reader).
But, it does love to happen, and so, inspired by my friend over at isitbluish, I have decided to create a blog to feature some of my poems and short works of fiction. I'm not trying to impress anyone (unless, of course, you are impressed, in which case--that is my intention--I'm a big, fat (but not hairy) liar).
As I'm working from my iPad, which is a delightful contraption for watching Netflix in bed or for browsing tumblr, I will end this, my debut post, here as I have yet to get the hang of the touchscreen keyboard (and I suspect that, perhaps, I never will).
I'm not sure what poem will show up first. The world will just have to wait, hushed, with bated breath.
Ta.
- H
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