I woke up this morning with “Two Ships Passing in the Night” in my head. It’s a very strange saying, when taken literally. I tend to take things literally before coffee. After that, the pieces wrote themselves. (This is my defense.) So, there are three poems today instead of one. At first, they were all one piece, with different sections, but they make more sense (such as it is) standing alone. So, I’m an overachiever today. This will probably be the last time that happens. I suppose I should save the extra ones for my writers’ block days.
It’s lucky poems are like Tweets, only longer. I can always come up with a Tweet. Mostly.