A Poem a Day, Part One

Twenty-twelve was Leap Year, so today's marks

three hundred sixty-sixth in line although 

the blog began on eighteenth July. Some 

have been good, a few profound if comments 

from kind readers count (they do). A number 

were too rushed to be of any consequence,

but commitment stood, and stands tonight, and hence because another year's ahead. This blog would not exist

but for the gentle prodding of a friend who dared

to tell me I should write a poem a day, and every day.

And so I bid this friend good night, good year, and thanks

for such a rash, bodacious thought planted in my ear.

Part Two will be a year away, the poet wondering

what wonders will she find before that day?

Good night to you, dear reader, also, for if no one

bothers to peruse the print, has anything been written?

(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013