Today’s poem is based on the invitation to write a poem where each line is about each day of last week.
7 Days, 7 Lines I invite you to give it a try! :)
Last Week of 2022 Five-mile run in the glorious sun. Conversation pace, bound with the deer, chase. Run with Zephyr, tracks the squirrels—hang on tight… 50-degree day, run in shorts— Let’s play! Nature hikers on three, waterfalls roar. Yippee Saturday long run is already here, last run before the New year. Hike to welcome in 2023, altogether, a blessing to be.
You’re invited to Friday’s writing group (1/6/22) at 11 am (EST). Click the link to join us below. Pull up a chair, and bring your favorite drink— it’s amazing what we can get done in 30 minutes with no interruptions. :)
Ok...not promising any inspiring or Nobel Laureate level poetry, but I'll give it a shot!
Great idea! My brain's too shy for writing poems - but you've got me wondering whether I'm going to try, Julie!