Wishes sometimes have consequences is now available for ordering from your favorite bookstore! I know I waited too long, but I have finally created a page for the book: you can find it here. The page contains: Cover images for both hardcover and paperback editions (the contents are otherwise the same) The ISBNs for both [...]
Dear Sunday, Why so stormy today? Love, Kevin (17 November 2019)
No tangerines were harmed in the construction of this poem. Hunters Green monsoons Wait for the click to let go Molecules projected on the ceiling a carbonate haze I think I missed the chorus the melody is abstract impossible to sing along with Arranging sounds is possible but mostly you have to let them happen [...]
Dear Saturday, Keeping it quiet this morning. Love, Kevin (16 November 2019)
I started to write one poem, but it suddenly shifted gear, turning into this one. I’m prone to talking about myself because I don’t know anything else and someone always asks me questions But the conversation is disjointed my attention flits from one thing to another never lingering for very long So the theme seems [...]
Dear Friday, Okay, that’s taken care of. Now back to the more important stuff. Love, Kevin (15 November 2019)
The pun was good enough for the Sex Pistols… I’m not giving you what you want. More of the same won’t make anyone happy. When something wants to change, it will change. Conversely, change will always get what it wants. — Anthologies of distance leave me feeling distant unsatisfied Sure, it’s pretty but shouldn’t I [...]
Dear Thursday, Some things and other things. Love, Kevin (14 November 2019)
A foggy memory from not so long ago. I knocked on your door ’round 8:30, I think I need a hug, I said You answered but your door remained closed (13 November 2019) Wishes sometimes have consequences—order now from your favorite local bookstore! IndieBound search: https://www.indiebound.org/search/book?keys=wishes+sometimes+have+consequences If they can’t get it for you, [...]
Dear Wednesday, It ain’t much, but it’s home. Love, Kevin (13 November 2019)
Inspired by the blog of a long-time friend. Maybe I am being haunted Maybe the translation is what I’m missing because I’m looking too closely at the words instead of at what they’re saying — A hot sandwich and iced tea would be the perfect start to the day (but substitute a coffee Frappuccino for [...]
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