Monday, January 23, 2012

Everyday

Everyday
the blank page
stares at me.

It challenges me
to create,
to compose,
to produce
a poem.

Any poem
that has
heart,
humor,
coherence.

Everyday
I face
the possibility
that
I won't
be able
to do it.

But
I
do.

Life
provides me
with the fodder
I need -
then
I take the time,
muster my courage,
and
write.

Everyday.

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