Haiku written while painting a room…
haiku written while painting a room
searching for a transcendent metaphor
thinking someday maybe I could write
inspirational poetry like rupi kaur
you are
what you
are meant
to be
that kind of thing
do a book signing at Indigo
start a line of greeting cards
anything’s possible, really,
if once, just once I could resist
the impulse to be a smartass
……the haiku:
classic grey, cloud white
super eggshell for the walls
flat for the ceiling.
Stopdraggingthepanda 
No. Don’t resist. Let your inner smartass shine!!!!
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Thanks Eilene for the encouragement!!!
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And yet I think it’s very original, very real, and a true pleasure to read, Jim. I have painted, I do it badly and I hate it. Neva will I write poetry about it. There is probably a moral.
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Hey thanks Steve…yep, painting is a pain, it all started with me making a comment that that room needed freshening up… a slip of the tongue caused, of course, by, yes, alcohol.
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