For the very first time our “day” doesn’t match up with our “date.” It’s a really good feeling. 32 days of poetry and counting! Just 333 more days of poetry to go! Love that number, 333.
Yesterday a rainstorm rolled through and left a blanket of fog covering everything. It’s still with us today and inspires this afternoon’s poem.
Enjoy the first poem of our second month on this creative journey.
Happy one week anniversary, everyone! Hard to believe we’ve made it to this bench mark. Feeling pretty accomplished right now. Also a little tired.
The last few days have been crazy, which has been a great test and proven to myself my own commitment to this personal creative challenge. I’ll be able to relax a bit and focus on my other pursuits for a bit, but last night I was so wired from all the activity that I had trouble initially sleeping. I was like a grumpy 5 year old at bed time. Crashed hard finally and woke up invigorated and inspired.
Today is going to be a good day. This next week is going to be a good week. Same for the month and year. I’m finding that balance between pursuing my purpose, being a provider, and learning when and how to rest and enjoy the life my bride and I are building together. Thanks for sticking with my this far. Here’s to one milestone passed and many more to come.
The Everyday Poet 