Dear Monday,
Enjoy your day off, Monday.
Love,
Kevin
(17 January 2022)
Life
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Okay, where’s the remote?
Love,
Kevin
(16 January 2022)
Omicronicity (a poem)
For some reason, the word diaspora popped into my head while I was driving on the freeway a couple of days ago. I replaced a couple of lines from a poem I wrote today, as they fit better in this one (and were better than the similar lines I originally wrote). And here I thought I was done writing covid poems…
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Fog was an interesting choice this morning.
Love,
Kevin
(15 January 2022)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Apologies. I had a few things to pick up.
Love,
Kevin
(14 January 2022)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
First recycling run of the year!
Love,
Kevin
(10 January 2022)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
It’s been a long day, sort of.
Love,
Kevin
(9 January 2022)
Every picture tells a story only if you know what that story is (a poem)
I started this after reading Bill Drummond’s 3″ x 1″… Took me a few days to come back to it to fill in a couple of missing pieces.
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Ask yourself: What would Bowie do?
Love,
Kevin
(8 January 2022)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Snow. Yay.
Love,
Kevin
(6 January 2022)
