30 days. 30 Poems.
It's the Ides of the month.
The halfway point.
Midway, Mezzo, Median.
Smack in the middle.
Betwixt and between.
Inspiration stemming
from anywhere.
Works-in-progress.
Hobbies and interests.
Rhythmic rants.
Introspection.
Speculation.
Even potatoes.
15 days. 15 poems.
15 more.
Tuesday, 9 March 2021
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