Poem prompt for day 25: Lucky 3

Look around: Pick three things you can see and write a poem that includes them.

Normally, I’d feel stuck in my usual rut–actually, a sofa, with all the familiar surroundings.

But by the time I have a chance to write this morning, I’ll be on the bus–and there should be plenty to see.

How about you? Where are you, and what can you see from there?

*** Poem fom day 25 (up about a day–and then “poof”, it will be gone) ***

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(This poem started on the bus, with these three things: Knit caps, a gray sky, and tulips.)