It’s a process, as they way…
Life
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Okay, I went to Expo 86 on the final weekend, so I’m used to waiting—but this is annoying.
Love,
Kevin
(5 September 2019)
One last discovery before turning out the lights (a poem)
Found another box to look through…
143 poem: William F. Buckley
A blackout poem done at poetrynight at the Alternative Library in Bellingham. From Poetry magazine, Vol. CXC, No. 2, p. 143, May 2007 issue.
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Enjoy your day off, Monday. I’ve got stuff to do.
Love,
Kevin
(2 September 2019)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Why is there always another thing to consider?
Love,
Kevin
(1 September 2019)
Last moments (a poem)
Always a few moments at the end…
End phase (a poem)
Thinking of that line from the Paul Simon song: ‘I’ve had a long streak of that bad luck, but I pray it’s gone at last’…
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Yes, I am taking a break today—but I’ve still got work to do…
Love,
Kevin
(31 August 2019)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Sorry I missed you. I’ve had a few things on my mind…
Love,
Kevin
(31 August 2019)
