Above photo: my every morning: oats and coffee, a little listening, studying, planning, and a lot of writing On DAY 11 OF 210 OF NO SWEETS, YAY! It’s getting so much easier too. Right now I’ve been taking a little break from painting because the poetry and other creative writing endeavors have taken top place in my creativity.
Here’s my poem and below the poem is a number line showing my sweet progress.
A dust devil destroys stacks
Of carefully raked leaves,
A Skittering dustup which the wind wins.
But one bright leaf, whisked up by a kid,
Mesmerized by the skirmish,
Having kicked a rock as far as he could,
But finally losing it,
Crams the new find deep in his pocket
And later tries to pull it out
A crumbling faded memory
Better to savor but not to save,
To leave it where it lay
210 DAYS NUMBERLINE – The progress looks so tiny below, bottom left in pink. But it serves to remind that this experiment has an end. Join me in the journey, never too late to jump on!