I have a lot swimming in my head lately, especially as I ready myself for new adventures long-awaited. Today’s micropoems honour that from two different perspectives.

I sit and I wonder, “will it be wise of me to write these thoughts in my head?” To attempt penning their wild nature in domesticated syntax and fitted form – am I ready for the challenge of assigning nomenclature to the beasts of mind?

Stagnant.
Surrounded by the dead
The overgrown familiar
I’ve overstayed my welcome here
Stockholm.
I’ve got to move.

I look forward to reaching the point where I am able to share more about upcoming adventures, hopefully through words, as this is as I’ve been blessed my gift.