Dear Saturday,
Joy, thy name is Soft Taco.
Love,
Kevin
(16 May 2020)
Life
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
We are being a bit leisurely today, aren’t we?
Love,
Kevin
(15 May 2020)
This title has nothing to do with whatever the poem is about (a poem)
A little of this, and a little of that…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
I like the sun, but see if you can turn the temperature down a smidge, okay?
Love,
Kevin
(11 May 2020)
DM (a poem)
Mother’s Day, 2020…
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I hate slivers.
Love,
Kevin
(10 May 2020)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Maybe I think too much.
Love,
Kevin
(9 May 2020)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
News this morning of a bizarre gardening accident—can’t make this stuff up.
Love,
Kevin
(8 May 2020)
We don’t have cloudbursts where I live (a poem)
I was listening to ‘Cloudburst on Shingle Street’ by Thomas Dolby, which got me to thinking about rain…
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Fermata (a poem)
Impressions from another long day…
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