I wish I was somewhere else
Published by W. Donovan
Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019. Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path. View all posts by W. Donovan
Painted Poems 
Me too dear Weronika. I need the sea and a year to write.
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That would be lovely.
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Me as well, I need the heat from the sunshine and the ocean breezes. ❤️to you.
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Dreams, dreams 😉
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there you are
no matter
what
that wish
is like a kiss
blown
on the wind
from me to you
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My definition of ‘boredom’.
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It might be… Life in general is boring.
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Being willing to be here and now banishes boredom.
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I agree 😀
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Me too. I work in the mail room for the government and Coronavirus just hit our county. If anyone’s gonna get it, it’s gonna be me. Lmao
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Oh, I’m sorry. It’ll pass.
Don’t worry and take care!
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The more I educate myself about it, the less worried I get. Thank you. 🙂
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Deep, so much expressed in few words!
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There is nowhere to go and nothing to do Weronika. You can only be where you are now.
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😦
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