It happens from time to time that a poem written, even during NaPoWriMo, is a little too -something- to share publicly. That was Day 3.
Day 4, I saw a prompt to write about the art we live with or that we see everywhere we go. That was a welcome look away from the rest of the day.
looking around
there hangs my latest painting
waiting for the nextover on that wall
a plein air watercolor
of my own backyardUnder it, last week’s
still life of three garlic bulbs
sprouting on a plate.
This was from yesterday:
looking at a sky
no different yesterday
arching over all
Obligatory Daffodil photos:
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