Hello Dear Ones,
Have you missed me?
Much has happened which has led me astray, but as you will see from the following ramblings, your Lady is due a well-deserved holiday.
Love and Earl Grey,
Lady Astor
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Swimming in
my isle of Mars,
Floating in
an ocean all my own.
Aimlessly
drifting through days
Until at
last I reach the shores of freedom days:
My
holidays.
They always
come on exact opposite dates
Than those enjoyed
by the rest of my countrymen.
So to bask
in the summer´s idleness
I must
always head up North of the Equator.
A dream
trip this time around.
The California
highway,
Soaring near
the surf for weeks
In a high
speed American made machine,
Hoping to
recapture the spirit of my adolescent desires.
Constructions
from a misguided mind,
Who´s read
far too many books
And inhabits
the Land of Nevermore
From which
she refuses to return.
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writing and poetry
