How ironic on the second day of #NationalPoetryMonth, I get writer’s block.
April is National Poetry Month. If you want to feel more fire in your day, write a haiku a day and post yours below. It might just change your life. Who’s up for it?
I hated you, Kombucha. Now I can’t quit you. Ever had it? You’re drinking something that’s fermented and alive. If you mixed ginger ale with soy sauce with a splash of pineapple juice, you’d have something that tastes like kombucha. Now you get the picture.
A nod to Rascal Flatts, whose song God Bless the Broken Road came into my life when I most needed it.
A goofy, love poem for my husband.