As sure as the night will come, the beginning comes after the end. The first thoughts are glum while the gears start turning again. Back to work, tie your apron, coffee for energy. It's a rambunctious quiet, different ideas for how the day will be. This is the start of the day where I'm awaiting another end, how will the storyline be placed for me today when I begin?
- Editor's Note Coming Soon -
It's no shocker for me to tell you all (whoever may be reading this) that my fingers have made contact with my brain a lot lately to type out these pieces. Inspiration has found me in such a strange time after only peeking in every now and again here on HelloPoetry. It's been a long while, but I'm feeling inspired to get my words out there to you all again. I am currently typing out a series of poems that can be enjoyed separately, but also are built to be read one after another. To tell a story of my thoughts throughout a day. My way of life as of now stuck in between the words success and failure. "Daytime Daydreams" is the name of this series of poems, I guess you could call it some kind of poetry book...just without the book part. I hope you look forward to my next entries where any related to Daytime Daydreams will be marked in the description of those pieces. I thank you all for reading, commenting and showing some love.