Poem. Written right now. On the spot.
I’m trying something new today. Even as I write this, THIS word, I have no idea what my poem will be (down below). My intention is to spontaneously write a poem today and see what comes from it! No thought, no effort, no fuss, no judgment, no pause.
Man outside, grey hair under Grey hat — a repairman. He puts on his grey Covid Mask and walks inside with His grey coat. The world is not grey And I wonder why the color Exists.