Poetry Project, V. 9.0, Days 28, 29, and 30!!!!

Well, here we are, another year in the books!  Not bad.  As per usual, I think there are a few decent ones in this year's crop, and quite a number of "mediocre-at-best" ones, too.  That is to be expected, I think, with improv poetry - that these are all first-draft kinds of things with no editing yields pretty good results, I think.

Anyway, I wanted to take a just a moment to thank you for following along this year's month-long journey.  Maybe it inspired you, maybe it turned you off poetry for good - who knows.  The important part is that you were here for it.  I appreciate the company!  It's nice to know that someone out there is reading my stuff.

Today's inspirations: a beautiful spring day, the smell of smoke from a barbeque,

Cloudless

i love a cloudless day,
when, at the top of the mountains,
you see the white-grey that looks like clouds,
but isn't
and it fades to the palest blue,
a gradual ombre that bends darker,
until you look up directly overhead at the azure blanket,
perfectly serene,
still and quiet,
away from the bustling world below.


Smoke

curling in the faintest breeze,
surrounding me,
bathing in the fire-birthed fragrance,
an unseen velvety cloak
that steels the nerves,
protects
blesses
clears the mind,
agent of creation for some,
this warrior's spiritual armor.
the heady flavors envelop the senses,
heighten and sharpen them,
bring me to that point where
i can feel everything around me at once,
i am connected,
my feet to the ground
and my head in the clouds.


and miles to go

i'm tired, now,
and though my body is fatigued,
and each step is painful to take,
there is, yet,
something driving me forth,
compelling me to continue,
daring me,
spurring me,
pushing me,
demanding of me that i still persist.
so on i go,
through every step and painful plod
through sore muscles and tired mind,
for as long as i may -
because i must.
there are many miles more to go,
many paths that must be taken,
many unknowns longing to discovered -
and i am not yet asleep.


Well, that's it - all done.  Thanks again for going with me this year.  Happy writing!!

Thanks for reading,
Me