I'm not sure I hit the mark exactly on the theme, but I've got the repetition down. Here's my offering this month.
First Tuesday After November 1
On this day I will rise and run
chasing dawn with every footfall
On this day I will marvel at the sunrise
grateful for its slow explosion
of color on the horizon
On this day I will appreciate the swiftness
of sparrows, lifting and reeling
towards the trees
On this day I will relish the wind
in my hair, the rain on my face
On this day I will embrace the stutter,
the loss for words, the inevitable
lapse in memory
On this day I will not lament
unfinished business, lost keys,
or broken promises
On this day I will appreciate
every breath, every heart beat
every bead of sweat
On this day I will stand
in line to cast my vote
grateful to be heard
You can read the pieces written by my poetry sisters at the links below. Sara is traveling, but may have something to share with us later.
- Tanita Davis
- Kelly Fineman
- Liz Garton Scanlon
- Laura Purdie Salas
- Andi Sibley