The first day of the year and the first day of the poem-a-day challenge is done. Both poets came through, which is gratifying. A side benefit is the possibility for increased blogging this gives. My partner -in-crime for this challenge, Karen Craigo, revived her blog Better View of the Moon with an entry on resolutions and her partner-in-life Michael Czyzniejewski started a blog to detail his reading for the year with Story366. What a great idea!
Yesterday’s prompt was about resolutions and was a bit lighthearted about it. That made me think of resolutions I should make and the stream-of-consciousness went downhill from there. My first idea was that I should walk more, which is a terrible idea. I have arthritis in my knees and its eaten away virtually all the cushion between joints. I had gel injections this summer and they made a huge difference, but believe me, more walking will lead to a faster return to pain not better health. Swimming would work better, but my white hair would turn green, I just know it. I’m settling for a more vigorous version of me in the daily tasks of life, but as for the poem, the leap from walking to destruction to green made me think of an image my mother gave me of a string of elderly ladies exiting their shuttle bus at the assisted living place and one by one slipping on the icy sidewalk and rolling down the lawn to the bottom of the hill. So, the resolution exited the poem, but it was important in getting there, so the prompt worked. And now, this is a nice bright January day, perfect for not going out and enjoying the sun from a distance. The photo is of Stella and Pierre doing cat exercises.