Looming
Under glowing gibbous
of a rare second blue moon
interlaced with celebratory threads
of Prophet and prankster
the MuZe
begins the Golden Spiral
weaving weft
- an idyllic mind-space retreat
- a trifecta of words
- 100 days of making
into
simultaneous contrast
a tapestry φf perception
Today marks the beginning of the National Poetry Month and as part of this I will be writing a poem a day for the next 30 days.
Here will be my words - unedited, sometimes rushed, often forced and just maybe, if the muse is kind, beautiful....
Join me on my poetic exploration of all that is authentic by acknowledging three simple realities:
nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect
(Feedback is welcome, kindness is appreciated)
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