Bleak Day

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I feel so bleak
I hate being weak
Under the weather
Not holding the reins
A cocktail of clichés
The day is sunny
But, isn’t it funny,
I’m hoping for rain
To wash the worries
Down the drain.

© 2018 Erna G.

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I’m Erna, the writer and creator behind this space. I’m a creative business owner, lifelong lover of words, and a devoted cat lady. Slavic mythology sits at the heart of my work, and here you’ll find my poems, book reviews, retellings of old myths, and glimpses into my own books and writing journey.

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Beneath the Surface

My poetry collection Beneath the Surface revolves around the secrets, weaknesses, and monsters that creep beneath the surface of the everyday existence. Go here to learn more!

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