I've never finished the novel, Frankenstein. I've read it in parts. 📖
It's what the author would've wanted. 🦶💪🦵✋👃👂🧌
I've never finished the novel, Frankenstein. I've read it in parts. 📖
It's what the author would've wanted. 🦶💪🦵✋👃👂🧌
sip like a duchess
with a pinkie in the air
glug like a navvie
we won't comment
we won't stare
slurp like a trouper
we won't be a party pooper
sip through your lips
or inhale for all we care.
just remember when you drink
take a while
to pause and think. ☕
Time seems to run slower on a Sunday. Like a small hangover. Where you move just that bit slower than you normally would. Or maybe Sunday's trying to keep the calm between two bickering siblings. Perhaps Saturday and Monday have fallen out. That's it - Sunday is the peace broker.
Wandering amongst the foothills of imagination I arrive at the base camp to Mount Ponder. My face reflected in its Pools of Wonder, I start to gently ascend. ☕
Outside,
A motorbike
Rudely interrupts
The silence before the
Doppler Effect
Drags it
Away.
Distance is no barrier to imagination, from the safety of an armchair, shoe leather is never worn out on its well-trodden roads; tea is the universal mode of travel for those who think while they drink, ponder while they wander and light up while they sup. ☕
Catching random, scattered thoughts in a butterfly net before releasing them safely back into the golden fields of imagination. ☕