![]() WanderlustA Poem by Kringefest![]() What I ought to be.![]()
I sailed upon my blank empty notebook,
On a globetrotting adventure that I undertook. My pen bled and became the deep treading sea As I pondered and wondered what I ought to be. I am the scribe of a sprouting sick story, Eagerly crossing, dotting, and wording in glory. Bobbing along the inked savage sea, I pondered and wondered what I ought to see. The ink sea settled and steadily subdued. My notebook was full and all the lines were blued. An idea for a story had written itself just for me. Yet I still wonder and ponder what I ought to be.
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Added on July 16, 2014Last Updated on November 4, 2014 Author![]() KringefestAboutWhy do we credit fantasy when the realism here gives us the beauty and interest we could ever wish to see? Ergo, fantasy is not my top genre. I like realistic fiction, however, but it may go overboard.. more..Writing
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