Nothing kills Muses like taxes.
But there were so many great things about this week. Like making it 8 days into the poetry challenge, unscathed;). The Europe tour is coming together nicely; we’re working on videos. My garden is growing; and the hunter moon is lighting the skies.
This time last year when I was challenged to finish a song, and a poem for the same 30 poems/30 days challenge, Muses gave me this:
Time for a million
& none for me- gives zero
to the bossa waiting patiently.
We could sip wine & light a fuse
taxes & death are no excuse.”
I can’t stop playing this song. Infectious joy. It’s like Humboldt all over again…. 😉