I was a fool to think it would come today,
the thing that sometimes does come
and lift me up into relevance, a sense of
purpose other than scrounging Easter candy
and walking my headache from one room
to another. On days when it is damp and cold,
it’s hard to rub those sticks together, spark
anything. A million divided attentions
subdivide my attention today. What will I
show, when it’s time to open our hands,
count the grains, seeds, coins, and sands?
Prompt from Poetic Asides and Imaginary Garden with Real Toads (both suggested fools or foolishness).
Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia 
I know those days all to well! Great write and good luck with the NaPoWriMo-ing!
Thanks! Usually, I’m all excited for NaPoWriMo, so I was surprised to wake up today and still feel so blah. Good luck to you, too!
I enjoy your style, and the way you put words together.
Thank you, Sherry! That’s great to hear. 🙂
The voice is very authentic, and one I am sure many readers could relate to. I especially admire the way you have expressed the idea of walking a headache from room to room.
Thanks, Kerry! It’s an unusual one for me, in that I often “throw my voice” via personas or other devices. I felt like being more honest or personal today.
Love your closing!
Thank you! I don’t rhyme often, but it felt right.
On days when it is damp and cold,
it’s hard to rub those sticks together, spark
anything.
However true that may be I am certain the spark always comes alive within you 🙂
Beautifully executed.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Thank you, Sanaa! I took something for my headache, our heat came back on, and I exercised a little and felt better. 🙂
“walking my headache from one room to another” is marvelous. You certainly have a a knack with words. Loved this
Thank you so much, Debi!
Very easy to relate too–thanks. k.
Thanks, K!
A beautifully written reflection around a difficult question.
Thank you so much, Rosemary!
I wait for that thing to come too. Great capture of a question I ask often.
Thank you, Susie. 🙂
Oh yeah, I can sure feel this one.
Thanks, Marian!