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.
Tuesday, February 4, 2020
scumble
the best of my days
have a kind of a haze
the details scumbled
like an impressionist
authored them in
purpled hues and
gentle blues blended
by an expert hand
at once both mundane
and breathtakingly grand
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