Monday Poetry : the test

Dear ones, I am working out what this blog will be for the coming year!

Thinking of ways to tell stories and share art.

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So here I am, making resolutions to have this be a lively place, full of writing and ideas.

And here is the first: Monday poetry. Because what better way to start the week than with poetry?

I have been writing a poem a day since March of 2020, and my Wild Seed Patrons get them in their inboxes. I thought I would start highlighting one poem per week here, on Mondays, so everyone can read it. If you would like daily poetry in your inbox, check out my Patreon membership.

the test

i do not take my mental health for granted.
i don’t think i ever will. each day i wake up 
and test it, surprised. the scent in the air is not
doom. i know how the cloud can take my breath away,
how it lays down on every other thing, 
a large body stifling.
i do not take it for granted: this string of days
where the sun feels again like love and kindness
rising behind the hills, the flowers that i can actually see.
i taste the air, i taste the day, i awake and look out
and the sky is dark still, waiting for the sun
and it is beautiful, it is not just another deadly point
on the wheel. 

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