EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Monday, December 4, 2017
maudlin
no more is the juniper my friend
time was once when
in her fragrant fumes
my sorrows oft I drowned
but a man in black behind the bar
told me he would serve me no more
if I insisted on drinking gin
for it made me too maudlin
Taking away the gin could only have made it worse.
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