Least Resistance
Leslie says the universe is with her,
and to be honest, I often feel the same.
The way opportunity appears when
it is needed most, Yahtzee on the final
roll. Some unexpected Deus Ex Machina
picks the lock on the front door, plops
down next to you on the couch, and
what are you going to say except, yes,
of course. Everything I touch turns
to gold, except when it doesn't, but
I just keep rolling, trusting some cosmic
set of bumpers will keep me in my lane.
So the purpose of this blog is to be a space to practice creativity. I am currently using it as a place to record a single, unedited poem for each day in 2019. While I attempt to write everyday, I may not actually post daily. Instead, I will post poems as they are completed, but one for everyday of the year. Not sure I can make it, but we'll see. It's fun to try regardless :)
Wednesday, May 29, 2019
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