Blank

I love blogging on  Monday morning. It sets the tone for my author-self for the week. Usually I find inspiration reasonably easily but today, my mind stayed immobile and blank. This impromptu poem is about the blank.

fog

Blank

The day looked dull

so was my mind

I sought a topic

None came to mind

The shower it saves me.

As water glides down

My mind clears in the steam

Solutions to be found

Walking outside in the moist morning air

My dog wagged her tail

She pulled to an apple

Watching with mindfulness, the answer a fail.

 

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