Scribbled

I’m reposting a handwritten poem from last year. It shows my scribbly handwriting! No delete button so for the sake of eligibility and timesaving it is unedited and just as it appeared to me. Actually all my writing is like that, but the delete key sure comes in handy at times. Mostly these days all my writing is typed, and most of my poetry and blog posts are tapped onto my iPhone. Actually, my thumb joints are beginning to complain. I can see myself ending up with arthritis (please no!).

I’ve just noticed this could have doubled up as yesterday’s daily prompt for Refresh. Gosh, nothing came to mind yesterday for Refresh, I’ve been thinking of it the whole day (well, not really!), and here it is right here in the poem!

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Across the water
The lights flickered and shone
The night air was cool and calm and still
You wrapped me in your arms
As I breathed in the romance of your
Kisses on my face
My neck, my shoulders
Your love refreshed my soul
And I know I will never
Forget you

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/handwriting/

Dear Diary

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Handwritten.”

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A personal diary can only be written by hand. I’ve kept a diary since I was thirteen. Though admittedly I hardly write in them now. I’ve kept most of them but one. I destroyed my ‘first kiss’ diary because it was way too personal and I never wanted anyone else to read it.
Apart from that most of my writing is on one of my two laptops (I have my own Mac, and a work laptop), and my iPhone. I did a year of typing at school so can fortunately touch-type, one of the more practical skills I learnt at school.
My handwriting is a scribble, I think only I can read it! I used to have a very neat handwriting but typing has really left it’s mark on my ability to write neatly. Which may come in handy if anyone stumbles across my diaries, they may not be able to decipher my words. Ha!