Tipsy, turby, dizzy, unworldly clouds upon the brain. Twisted and tossed along the sky into the horizon and learn to fly. A shimmer of shapes and misplaced memories dance across the eyes. A display of deception and imagination make due as the world scurries and blazes to clear the way; here’s the start of a new day.
Poem: Foggy perception
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Published by N.K. Sterling
A sibling and daughter to some, a friend to others. As an artist , writer, and dreamer N.K Sterling spends days crafting new creations be it in painting or jewelry making or dabbling in many creative avenues in life from music to sewing has only made Sterling more inspired to keep trying new things. Enjoying a good book by the fire, or an adventurous outing with furry friends is always a go to for this expressive soul. Writing has been a passion since the age of twelve and the associate's degree in liberal arts has only help expand this creative mind for future endeavors while currently living in the southern USA. View more posts