2014, I had a little too much to drink sometime in November and as a result talked myself into writing a poem a day for the month of December. It seemed like a creative challenge that would both amuse and challenge me. Somehow, I managed to complete the challenge and subsequently I did it again in 2015 and 2016 (the first year I didn’t finish). In 2017, 18, 19 we saw varying levels of success.
2020 had me seriously considering just taking the month off. This year has a negative rating on the Pritchard Scale . After much deliberation, here I am again, albeit with no ideas to speak of. So tonight I am just trying to get something down to share..
The poems I wrote in the past years were indicative of the things going on in my life. The years I didn’t finish also said something about those years for me. This exercise is mainly for me, but if in sharing it I bring you some joy, or spark something in your own thinking, I am happy. Feel free to converse with me through the month. See my commenting page for guidelines and buckle up… It MIGHT get interesting. For tonight…
Whiskey, no ice please. I like it neat, like poems, sippable and warm.
Heres to December 2020, Cheers!
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Such a good movie.
Happy to see you and your poems back here.
It’s good to be back, Amy. I will say, I am struggling to get into a groove, but it will snap to… I’m certain.
You had me at Pritchard Scale.
Well. I liked that too. it’s fun when an idea makes me smile and others get it. 🙂