400. Unflinching 

About hitting 400 consecutive days of poem writing… 

Twenty sixteen,

Has been somewhat lean,

On good news, much deaths,

And abounding depress,

Yet, at 400 days,

My roll is supreme, 

Which as loopy and crazy,

And as odd as it seems,

I’ve been doing this once,

After every sleep, 

I’ve been penning my thoughts,

Since 2015. 

(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

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