Dear Saturday,
Insurance or no insurance, I’m getting my eyes checked today.
Love,
Kevin
(2 September 2017)
Dear Saturday,
Insurance or no insurance, I’m getting my eyes checked today.
Love,
Kevin
(2 September 2017)
The first poem of my month avoiding use of the word I in my poems…
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Dear Friday,
And now it’s September. Let’s see how this goes…
Love,
Kevin
(1 September 2017)
Friday is September 1st—time for a new writing challenge. I think I am going to go with the thing I mentioned a couple of days ago—i.e., avoiding the word I, regardless of form or format. Will it be harder than May 2016’s verbless poem challenge? Stay tuned to find out. Continue reading
The last day of eight-word poems (for now). Final tally: 691. (They’re actually numbered 1–692, but I accidentally skipped #56.)
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I don’t know what this one means—and that’s okay.
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Dear Thursday,
So sleepy this morning. Could it be the rain?
Love,
Kevin
(31 August 2017)
This morning.
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Dear Wednesday,
Why we gotta start so early? How about we wait until the sun is warm…
Love,
Kevin
(30 August 2017)
This afternoon.
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