#Bloganuary is over; the year has begun.
The muse has awoken, and feels he’s not done.
He looks for the prompt which just isn’t there.
The blank page awaits; he can only but stare.
He laments the prompts gone from his daily feed
He recalls their annoyance and his final concede
In spite of resistance they awakened deep thought
and set ways of thinking as they probably ought.
The carnival is over and we must say our goodbyes
Prose, verse or image? Or some sweet surprise?
The muse ponders what might be his next move;
Will the pilgrim still wonder – has he now found his groove?
Wondering Pilgrim 
Love it! And we miss y’all! Stay safe!
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And we hear ya in that wonderfully winsome Texan accent! Great to see you pop up from time to time. Fond regards to all your family.
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Great tribute.
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This was wonderful!
I will go back to my pre-bloganuary blogging – about twice a week, but it’s been nice to know that I can do it on a daily basis (almost).
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Indeed. My blog is a litany of fits and starts over the years, much like my earlier journaling. I wonder how long I will keep this spurt of activity rolling! LOL All the best in yours.
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