June  27,  2021

FINAL  EDITION

 

Does a poem differ

if I write it with a red pen –

instead of my regular blue ink

ball point pen?

 

How about:  does it differ

depending on what I had for supper

and the conversation we had

during it was a good one?

 

A poem has to come

from somewhere – something

on the lawn or on the kitchen table

or a surprise phone call.

  

Everything and everyone

are interconnected. Too often

I’m not connecting with the everyone.

Write poems!  You too God. You too!

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021