on this Monday morning,
thinking about rocks and sand
because there's way too much going on.
And as I consider what to plan to do first
at each time
on each day
I realize that writing this poem
is a rock.
That's why I'm placing it firmly
on my calendar
every Monday morning -
to give a bit of sanity and peace
at the outset of what will inevitably be
a crazy week.
Will routinizing poetry writing make it
But, I suppose it'll still be better
than not writing any at all.