The grey clover

Clovers

The grey clover hereby bestows every reader/ viewer with the name “Clover” ( I hope you like it). So let’s start over again Hello Clovers. Great to have you here again! And if this is your first time. Welcome to my blog! You can call me “The grey clover” ( that’s also the name ofContinue reading “Clovers”

Mask off

“Hope” is the thing with feathers #poemoftheweek

Hope” is the thing with feathersBY EMILY DICKINSON “Hope” is the thing with feathers –That perches in the soul –And sings the tune without the words –And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –And sore must be the storm –That could abash the little BirdThat keptContinue reading ““Hope” is the thing with feathers #poemoftheweek”

Frail heart

Being a butterfly

Quote of the week

You never fail until you stop trying Albert Einstein Just a reminder for you today. Take another step, don’t give up, don’t quit. Keep moving forward. It’s not the end until you decide otherwise. Set SMART goals and work towards it. Live a happy life and remember to celebrate little wins. Remember, you can doContinue reading “Quote of the week”

Who’s your favourite poet of all time?

I can’t possibly pick one writer as my favourite, though if you ask me I could tell you it’s Edgar Allan Poe today and tomorrow I could say it’s Maya Angelou. Don’t mind me, I find it difficult to pick just one person. If I choose just one poet, my nose might just grow longerContinue reading “Who’s your favourite poet of all time?”

All that glitters is not gold

Beauty isn’t always skin deep. Sometimes you’ve got to look beyond what’s on the surface.

In the end

Dear reader, in the end what really matters is your deeds and how you spent your time, so tell me, when you’re left alone with no admirers. Will you be comfortable with your deeds alone and without a dime? In the end, all I have to say to you is to choose to live yourContinue reading “In the end”

Flashback

I haven’t really been able to write poems this year. There has been a number of overwhelming things and writing poetry has always been like a form of solace for me. I couldn’t think of what to post today so I went into my poetry book and this three particular lines from a poem IContinue reading “Flashback”