Day 26! It’s getting harder to crank out poems every day. This is the last week so I feel like I need to push myself. We’ll see what happens. Over all this has been a pretty good challenge.
#26
When the words don’t come
or they stick
to your tongue
get up and move.
Stretch toward the sun.
Crown yourself with flowers
and oils;
cleanse in nature’s showers
for hours and hours.
Laugh, cry, yell;
make room for the new
that will come like the crisp ring of a bell!
Rest! Close your eyes!
Close your eyes!
Close your eyes!
Krystal A Smith 