A few weeks ago I decided to spend my birth month (June) kicking my butt back into writing shape by writing a poem a day, for the whole month. Numero uno.
June 1, 2023 -MyPoWriMo Letting the daze go by Into the blue Songs on the radio still sway my soul On this eave of my spawning day I find myself in a quandary (Same as it ever was)? Or something newer? A reinvention really. <According to the stars I am due> As a smart chameleon, I welcome and embrace change <it’s evolution baby> It is how we survive on in to, the great into [Where does that highway go?] How we flow into the Universe. (Same as it ever was.)