Poetry from my Purse

True to form for a writer, I always have to carry good old-fashioned paper and pen around with me so my purse is actually a Franklin Covey planner. I've thought about getting a new purse recently but I can't part with this one. I've had this similar style now for about 10 yrs. & I like that I have something to write or doodle with. I used to carry a calendar too but haven't been this year since I didn't order a refill or find my usual F.C. cheapo ones from Target. I've found that I like having lots of paper instead. So, as I was changing the paper and cleaning out all of those old receipts this time around, here is a poem that I wrote in my purse. Perhaps, this will be a regular feature for every time I clean out my purse.
What about you? What do you find hiding in your purse, on a napkin, a receipt or an old notebook lying around? Feel free to share it if you'd like or let me know what you think when you have a minute. Thanks!

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Of the Every Day


Rough water
lighthouse
sharp rocks
slashing waves
continuously cut
break apart
only until the elements
beat it down
so much until it
ever surrenders
to the sustaining light

Instead of rough water
reflecting light
being compelled to surrender
giving then receiving
as a lighthouse
I prefer to stand
to bask in the light
to stay off the beaten path
like a beacon
swimming in calm seas
finding the beauty
in the common
the misplaced
surrendering to the honest spirit
of the every day.

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by J.A.C.