A Poem a Day

Today I sit down to write

A mediocre poem

If it could be called a poem

I did not sleep much

Last night

Rest has been eluding me

I pump coffee thru my veins

So much for inspiration

I am on the road

Doing what must be done

To keep my head above water

I like the drive

All that are born shall die

But are all that are born live?

This seems to be a theme

I try to write about

Since I write a “poem” a day

May be tomorrow

I will be inspired

I will probably write about the fourth

Tomorrow is the Fourth of July after all

I can’t promise it will be any good

Thank you for reading

My mediocre poems

That I write

A poem a day

Here is the daily poem

I will try to do better

Yoda would have a problem with

That phrase

He would say do

So tomorrow

I will do better

Or I wont

I enjoy expressing myself

I enjoy the fact that this may be read

I wish I had something more to offer

Here is my

Poem a day

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Coffee Shop Connection

Hanging out at a coffee shop

Always wanted to check it out

I finally did

The beauty of an hour lunch

Going with the flow

I ordered a green tea

I have my computer up

To write a mediocre poem

Meeting up with an old friend

Wanting to hang for along time

Life is so busy

You can forget about living

The green tea is

Still too hot to drink

My back aches a little

I am full on peanut butter

Feeling great

About writing

                                                                                                       

People reading it

Connection

I love you
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Chocolate Donut

What will tomorrow bring?

What experiences will I experience?

Will it be the same old day?

The same old day is an illusion

Created by the human need

To control and manipulate

Every day is a new day

If only we can see it

I had my life planned out

Written down

All the events until the day I die

Life does not work that way

Life kills your plans

And it rebirths your dreams

And that is a good thing

Life is magical

If we can wake up

And smell the flowers

I don’t care for coffee

Unless it’s with a chocolate donut