Day before Autumn Poem…

The autumnal equinox is tonight.

I feel like I cleaned some stuff up.

Today I hear ringing in my ears.

 I don’t mind much. I feel something in the air.

I think through generations of life lived.

I opened my art closet.

I let it air out.

The cats are curious right away.

Me I am not so curious.

So much time, creativity,

and options of delight, yet not today.

I feel like it needs to be a rainy day.

Every item in my art closet has a story.

Inspirational hopes.

A magic place that turns my imagination into projects.

I sit waiting for I don’t know what…

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