Vilhelm Hammershøi
I work.
I write.
I Sleep.
Repeat.
Is it a chore, is it a slog?
I think not!
I explore, I experience, I laugh and yell.
I create, I paint
pictures with words.
I’ve tasted sweetness
bit down hard into bitterness
I have touched, been touched, loved and been hated.
Every morning when the Sun rises
I get to do it again.
Life is not a slog
when you live it
in the moment.
Daily Prompt
Slog
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word
Very nice. I like the way you structured that.
Thank you! I’m new to poetry so I’ve been experimenting a lot.
Wonderful piece of work…
Thank you so much!