FORTUNE COOKIE
Photo by S. AuberleOkay, so this morning, lying in bed, these words pop into my head, seemingly from nowhere, but now I wonder if there isn't some wise old Oriental sage running around in there, who knew that this morning I was going to find out that yet again, I didn't win the $2,000 prize for a poem that I was hoping for, and yet again, I was going to get disgusted, which is, of course, ridiculous, especially when it comes to poetry contests, but nevertheless, I keep on, and so one more time I didn't win, but here's the kicker...out of all the prizes--$2,000; bunches of $200 and $100 dollar categories, I was included in the very next category DOWN, some "Very Highly Commended" or some such thing, which includes not a penny of cash...so here's the words that just preceded this rather annoying start to my day:
any path
wisely trusted
will succeed
(sounds like a fortune cookie and I didn't even get to eat one...)
posted by Sharon Auberle at 10:19 AM
2 Comments:
Oh dear, not a penny for my favorite poet. I know that doesn't count as a "prize" but still, it counts as something wonderful don't cha think? Highly commended is pretty darn good. At least it's not condemned. Love you ANYWAY, Linda
thanks Linda, and you're absolutely right...
oh well, back to the drawing board.
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