I woke up to the wonderful sight that inspired today’s poem. If ever any evidence was needed that I married well…
Morning Muse
Day 289: Dessert Time
Time management is at the fore of my thoughts today. So much I want to do weighed against so much I need to do. I need to find a way to make some more time.
Dessert Time
Day 287: Changes
Change is inevitable and several are occurring right now in my life. All good to be sure. But change is not something we as human beings are particularly good at embracing, is it? Thinking on that this morning.
Changes
Day 286: Future
Thinking about the future today.
Future
Day 284: Fallen; Day 285: Full Deck
Didn’t post yesterday’s poem so it’s joining today’s. On Saturday our friend and neighbor, a US veteran, had to put to sleep his service dog. She had cancer and couldn’t eat anymore. This one’s for them.
Fallen
And today’s poem is me venting. I’m sure every writer or creative feels from time to time that they’re not playing with a full deck…
Full Deck
Day 283: Frost on the Sand
We’ve got a cold front here on the island and it’s great!
Frost on the Sand
Day 282: Numbers
Realized this morning that I’ve once again got my days mislabeled in my poetry journal, and by extension, this blog. Dang it. Corrected them in the journal but I’m going to have to set aside some time to fix things online in the near future. At least today’s number is right…I hope.
Numbers
Day 139: Exhumed
Was sick yesterday and watched a lot of crime shows when I wasn’t passed out. Between that and Halloween coming up this poem is the result…
Exhumed
Day 138: Now
Thank you to all of my friends and family who have reached out to ask what on earth happened to my poetry. Getting back into things NOW.
Now
Day 137: Drizzle
It’s so easy to fall off the horse.
I had some technical difficulties with my phone, which I think has since been corrected (fingers crossed), and it snowballed into poetry procrastination and before I knew it… Well, the thing about falling off the horse is that you can get back on. Unless you break something. Then maybe go to a hospital first.
Anyway. The dog needed to go out early this morning to take care of his business and we got caught in some mildly chilly drizzle, which inspired today’s poem.
By the way, I didn’t stop writing poetry entirely while I was off that horse, so those pieces will be shared soon.
Drizzle
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