RV Poetry

Nothing like getting a text message in the middle of a rotten afternoon of clashing foul moods to bring you back to seeing the good in the day.

Our son texted, hours after the fact, that they had been involved in an accident — BUT everyone was OK.

I noticed Leon and I both finding our moods calming after that. Grateful. Pensive. Relieved. Aware.

Perspective shoved back in place.

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Today I’m glad to be alive.

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Tomorrow I hope to be again!

MeeAugraphie
04/04/09

Numbers are running amuck in my head today, I woke up, told myself after yesterday’s serious poem, I wanted to be a bit more humorous. A number poem about a piñta formed – before I was even out of bed – so I typed it on my iPhone and emailed it to post later. You know it is short if I had to type it that way! The Chronicles of Sammy, One.

And, after writing a fun poem from the point of view of a “dog with attitude” in response to Poetic Aside’s animal prompt after coffee, the numbers shoved their way back into my head. (This is National Poetry Month, and poets, and even non-poets, are taking advantage of any excuse to write!)

So, let my quick poem stand as my Only the Good Friday post. (Yes, I know I am late again!) For you see Shelly’s meme is about writing about good, and not being snarky, at least, one day a week. Being grateful is good. Plus:

• I allowed myself to start my day being who I am – and who I choose to be: a poet who writes primarily in rough draft.
• The rest of the day, I am going to be a responsible adult and do what needs be done!

I won’t tell you it is already lunch time…

If you merely forgot to write about good yesterday or just need to hear it today, click on the button below, join in, or just read Shelly’s, then follow her links to other “Only the Good” posters! Smiles will rule the world!

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