How do you get better at something?
Almost always the answer is doing
I have been writing a poem a day for the past nine years
Know that sometimes they were bad, but sometimes they were good
Undertake a journey today and read some. The link below is to all 3,287 …
The journey is the reason for going they say
Really, for me, it is for the sand and the waves
Every mile traveling there is just a means to an end
Knowing that makes the miles worth it
Every story needs a hero and a villain
Perhaps they are even the same character
It then becomes all about the hero’s journey
Care to take on the role? It will be…
There was no way to change direction
Until they decided upon a destination
Really it didn’t make a difference to either of them
Neither wanted the journey to end
Sound out as melodious as a bluebird
If not, caw forth like a blue jay
No one will notice if the radio is loud enough
Going down the road on your journey
The descent into the underground left Tyler feeling uneasy
Until now the journey had been theoretical, a nightmare that could happen
But now Tyler stood while overhead there was millions of pounds of dirt and rock
Everything would be all right. Just stay calm. But then the lights went out…
As you sally forth into your day
Do you practice safe socialization?
Verify sane hand sanitation?
Ensure quarantine if feeling ill?
Now if we all partake this journey together
Then the fellowship will succeed and the foe will be vanquished
Unless we show weakness in solidarity
Releasing the hordes of invaders onto the vulnerable of our clan
Everyone wants to be the hero. Now is your time!
The magician pulled up her sleeves and pulled out her bestest smile
Reaching out she produced the deck of cards out of thin air
It amazed the onlookers, but that was just the appetizer
Crafting more magic she took her audience on a journey, but suddenly they disappeared
Keeping her eyes closed, she wished the dream never had to end
Jamming on her brakes, Salama looked to her left where she saw whitewater far below
Oddly the sound reminded her of the ocean, but more chaotic, capturing the wildness it passed through
Under normal circumstances, she would want to continue the climb to the top
Reality the water called to her spirit so she began to descend
Navigating downward on tree roots and small rock outcrops she got closer to her goal
Eventually dipping her toes into that white foam and the crisp water underneath.
Yet that water was too cold to do more, so she climbed back up with a satisfied grin
Really can’t believe you said “I do”
Even though it was twenty-three years ago
Because I still hear the echoes of those words every day
Each touch and smile deepen my bond to you
Could never imagine not taking this journey with you
Counting myself blessed beyond any measure
Always and forever yours.