Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Blog Update

I have just finished another poem titled My Lovely Rosebush. For this poem, I used my cousin as my muse. Her pure, adolescent feelings making for great material.

Find it under the Other Poems tab to the right and remember just how confusing young love can be.
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Quote of the Day

"Beware the barrenness of a busy life."

-Socrates

Word of the Week

rain

noun


moisture condensed by the atmosphere that falls visibly in separate drops.


verb

rain falls.


"The girl was a pluviophile, always standing in the rain. For in the rain she liked to think, while the droplets washed away her pain."


pluviophile

noun


a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.