Poetry

Book store inspiration, a quote from Pablo Neruda, a book buy (Typewriter Rodeo), and evidence of my own writing habit, crafting a poem a day. I have penned something every day for, I am not sure, three years? Usually, what I write doesn’t impress me then. But later I read some of them again, and I think, “Hey, that’s not that bad.” Not sure why I do it, but I think, look what I wrote. I wouldn’t have that unless I committed to this. So tomorrow, I will write another one.