5 in the morning

zarocat

5 IN THE MORNING

Anxiety bundles me, creams my insides smooth and silky, I put my shades on, eyes drawn, I follow my path, play my hand face to face with what I see in this frame of mine, play my picture, create my colour & listen to the voiceless, a tiered umbrella of fantasy, boxed from within me, outward for all to see, I create

tremors

Hi Zarocat! You're a great writer, and I love this. I think you should start a thread where you collect together all your different pieces in one place - because I seem to remember you can be pretty prolific - I think that would be a great thread.

zarocat

Thanks for the suggestion & compliment tremors. I think I will do that. I've thought of making my own thread so I could go back to it and look at the evolution of my days, weeks. The changes. See the periods where I'm at a stalemate with myself & what exactly could be the turning point with moving through a particular period of emotions. If those emotions showed strength or weakness. :-)

STAYSEA

It is five am all the time. Clive Barker wrote a kids book about it. Every Hour Has a TIME!!!!! I hope this make sense. strange hour.

zarocat

STAYSEA wrote:

It is five am all the time. Clive Barker wrote a kids book about it. Every Hour Has a TIME!!!!! I hope this make sense. strange hour.

"Every hour has a time" ... mmm ... I don't know if it is and no it makes no sense to me at all. I'll have to look up exactly what your talking about.

Does it mean that every hour as a task assigned to it therefore every hour has a time ?