Breaks the spell of Writers Block
Fiḍál (Grace), 9 Rahmat (Mercy) 176 B.E. - Tuesday, July 2, 2019
A poem is a Great Horned Owl
mourning the departing night;
mourning the twinkling stars
fading in dawns nascent light.
A poem is a Nightingale
rejoicing in dawns first rays;
rejoicing as the rising sun
gives birth to a new day.
A poem is a Mourning Dove
lamenting the fleeting day;
lamenting life's swift passage
from birth to the grave.
Gratitude List For 8 Rahmat
Today I am thankful ...
...that my Bank of America checking account is not overdrawn today.
...for fresh brewed hot coffee.
...that the $10.66 from Survey Junkie hit my checking account today.
...for 16.9 FL OZ of drinking water because I can easily carry them with me when I go on the paratranset bus.
...that I have 441 points in my Survey Junkie account.
...that I have $20.97 in my Vindale Research account.
...that I received a merit badge today.