NaPoWriMo #30

For my final poem for NaPoWriMo 2013, I reflect on the experience of it.  Overall, it has been positive and very, very good for me.


On a whim, goals took shape
a little scratching every day
opening the Other, the Muse, the vessel
to the Source
enough, enough
a stranger at the bus stop,
the wind blowing a certain way,
birdsong      human song,
shock and news,
snippets of a day
and then words and        lines
a mouthful formed
for another day

Then there is excitement
what if I keep going?
a little inspiration every day
what if I mould these moments
into work      into hope
a chance at potential filled
a story, a cookbook, a chapbook,
a novel
what if?

A little scratching every day
at the bus stop
between demands of Mommy
before the demands of languid Sleep
then there is excitement
and goals take shape.

© 2013 Robin A. Sams


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