In Honor Of…

Yesterday
I met a friend
For coffee, conversation
And one, perfect, crumbly
Blueberry scone.

Afterward,
Fortified,
We went to the library
To worship.

 On the second floor,
A prominent display
Shouted,
“National Poetry Month!”

 I indulged my addiction.
One slim volume amongst
Murder, mayhem and resume writing.

I read last night, dreamed
And wrote poetry in my head.
I woke and didn’t write it down.
Now it’s gone.
Sad.

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