Fighting off growing mountains by keeping joy before me.
Winter floundering has me mining for joy
focusing on simple joy
Somedays words don’t play nicely. Somedays they refuse to play at all.
Therefore the poemaday today is not a poem, but a stream of consciousness inspired by two juxtaposing battles. (It is rare in this life I lead that I get to use the word juxtapose so I leap at the opportunity!)
Inspired by shadows
First poem of the new year.
Happy New Year!
Here’s to a year of joy, health, and magical moments.
The good stuff lays in the unexpected
A slant on spine poetry with Christmas Carols