Ah geez, I’m two days behind on National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) Three more days. Can I do it? Yes! I owe four poems.
Let’s see what I can come up with this day. (Day 26 retroactively)
Reach a hand back in time and tell a story
Think of the magnitude of decisions made by your ancestors that culminated in
Who you are today.
Do any of us ever really make mistakes?
One day, a Life will look back and say
All roads lead you Home.
Day 27 NaPoWriMo
I burned it hard and threw it out the door
No I didn’t.
I ate my
Tough with shoe leather skin
five grape tomatoes
I wish I had some gin.
My supper was bereft
Thank goodness for dessert
There’s stale chocolate cake left.