January 29: Poetry Contest

I'm horrible about sending my poems out for publication.  I need to do it more.  I got an e-mail this morning about a poetry contest.  Three poems.  One chance to win $100.  Deadline:  February 1.  I'm not going to fool myself.  There are probably a thousand other poets who are going to enter this competition.  Better poets.  But, as my wife told me this evening, "If you don't enter, you'll never know."

Before I go to bed tonight, I will pick the three poems I think are the best of what I have to offer.  I've got plenty from which to choose.

Saint Marty needs to take a leap of faith.  And pay twelve dollars.

Take a breath, take a step, and jump