Distraught with thoughts in my mind that can't even begin to end
I appear lost in my own self-loathing
Startled with the ideas that come calling
There I notice a notion perhaps I should follow
Revelations pouring into my tormented soul
Adding to the concepts I had not considered before
Carelessly cascading into more
Thoughts I hold in my ever-present mind
Images flashing with words combined
On this adventure, I was never sure I would find
Nonetheless, finding more than I could have hoped possible
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
Tales of the Aurora Borealis
Who knew a solar storm could be so beautiful? Purples, reds, and greens shimmering in our skies like dancing ribbons. Hypnotic and enchanting, the Northern Lights have had us humans in complete awe for centuries. Which got me thinking, what did our ancestors think of the Aurora Borealis?
By Rosie J. Sargent4 days ago in FYI
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great acrostic