Monday, August 27, 2012

August 27, 2012

I may have just written my quirkiest poem to date. I was inspired by a fellow poet, a brilliant talent. She convinced me to write about the first thing I see. So, tonight when I crawled into bed, I looked out my window. And saw the moon. I took up the advice of my fellow poet, and wrote. It may not be a masterpiece, it may not be very good at all. But it is a poem. And I am proud of it. It was a neat way to find inspiration, and I will do it again soon. But not tonight. It's time to sleep. Goodnight moon.

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