Friday, October 26, 2018
Daily poet
The poetry of the day can move in every direction separately or all at once together. But at the end of the day, the ending always brings you back around to the comfort and anticipation that exists at the beginning. Being able to make a poem from your day can only bring you a different take, a different way in which to approach how your day progresses. And you can always know and look forward to the end of your day, the end of your poem where you get the opportunity to put on some music that really moves you just the way you want to be moved... at that time, at the end of your poem... your poetry of the day.
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