Poems -- & musings on the Albany (NY) poetry scene. "It's not the Truth, but it's pretty darn close."
November 11, 2007
POETRY PROMPT
I wake up in the morning turn and put my feet on the floor The day has begun I could wander in the woods forever like Lew Welch, or walk downtown for a cappuccino watch the day unfold the sidewalk littered with prompts like the lost leaves of Autumn
sweet.
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