National Poetry Month 2015, Week 1

April 1
It’s foolish to start
on a day reserved for fools
poetry postponed

April 2
Continuous mist
and cloud-covered treetops
disuading our exploration dreams
but time here ticks away swiftly
so we journey out
sliding along slick-leaved paths
searching for what we’ve never seen

April 3
Searched
Sifted
dirt washed away
Sighted
Sorted
counted each element discovered
Soaked
Soiled
but mined contentment remains

April 4…
April 5…

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