this day

this day

this day begins thick-eyed
poems stripped sleep
at midnight, slipped into
bed at two—writing hours
where’d they go?
fruitful with not much on
the page—exercised the
muscle, stretched and feinted
words and phrases deleted
added moved deleted again—
in the morning
a homemade mocha
jumpstarts the engine
thank heavens I don’t have to
explain myself, but if I did
a shrug of the shoulders
this is how it is
expand and pare, expand and
pare until finally, it can rest—
until tomorrow

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—they may never turn into anything more or they might flower.

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Filed under feelings, memoir, mind, Musings, Poetry, writing

2 responses to “this day

  1. Margaret Rooney

    I love the line “the day begins thick-eyed’ !
    The description of your process is relatable and illuminating – this daily poem regimen is taxing and exciting…so much is coming from it. You’v ehit a rich vein. Congrats.

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