As I slept, the words did creep, chasing me round and round in my sleep.

I tried to grab them, but like sand through grasping hands, they eluded me.

I prayed to the gods of writers gone, asking for their grace, but all I heard in response were whispers: “This is how it’s meant to be.”

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🌺Hummingbird

Found this one while waiting for the hummingbird to visit. Started reflecting on life and aging. Where does time go?

#poem #poetry #writing #absurdgirl

🌙 Night Hour

I wrote this sitting on my back porch watching evening turn to night.

I hope I was able to catch some of the serenity I felt amidst the comforting chaos of night. ✨

#poetry #poem #writing #absurdgirl

🎂What if a birthday candle desperately wanted to grant you a wish?

This is the story of the birthday candle who cared for a little boy and his dreams.

Next time it’s your birthday,
make a wish.

The absurd is waiting ✨

#absurdgirl #flashfiction #shortstory #happybithday

⚠️THIS IS YOUR ORACLE SPEAKING:
PREPARE FOR DANGER!

‼️ My fellow citizens—it is time to follow our emergency activation plans and abandon all sense.

🌧️My dreamweaver is almost always accurate at predicting the speed of clouds.

#absurdgirl #satire #flashfiction #oraclereading #weatherforecast #poem