Today was one of those Blurdoggy days
Where random matters summon the weirdest of magics,
The good kind.
Like a mistake that captures the spirit of a moment
Without an ounce of trying,
Or when things go haywire and help flashes through the chaos
With a crooked smile on its face,
The sweet kind.
Or just when you’ve got things back into focus
And life saunters in to Etch-A-Sketch it all away,
Back to the blur where edges are sure to be softened
And life gets really creative again,
© 2021 Gail Barrie