I accepted the challenge thrown at my feet. And by thrown at my feet, I mean the Facebook post stopped my scroll. I clicked on Learn More and read the details. A poem a day for a year, starting January 17. They call it the Stafford Challenge, and registration ends today.
Sounds like my kind of adventure.
I signed up, and my backpack is ready for the year ahead. My computer is charged, my coffee is hot, and my momentum is high. I’m looking around – – where is the inspiration in any writing time? Never farther than a foot away. I see my coffee cup, white with a black butterfly etched in the surface. Me. I see myself – caffeine for the long journey ahead, and the freedom to make it.
I have a Zoom tonight to see what it’s all about, but for today, all I need is my poem.
Ready
wings spread, eyes open
every moment, a story
becomes a poem
Common Threads 
Kim,
You’ve got this. Love your first poem. I’m going w/ the inspiration that strikes me first, and if another poem shows up later in the day, I’ll write that one, too.
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Kim, love the way you pull me into your mindset. I’m so pumped by your poetic energy!
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