My Creative Process class includes an assignment to create something during each of the next 7 days (35 in all). Many years have past since I wrote poems on a regular basis--I was in my 20's when I did so (I'm now 70). My project will be to write a short poem each day and post it on this blog. I hope you will find them interesting.
The Gist of Pride
Pride is one thing if you must swallow it
Chasing it down by eating crow;
I once met a big head blowing puffery
Later a small head quietly sharing their garden tomatoes.
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