So, I went to an Xmas party yesterday held by one of the groups whose readings I regularly participate in. The main activity was a friendly competition, in which we each got three words to incorporate into a poem that we would then read. My words were calliope, troll, and raspberry. Ugh!
Life
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Another opportunity for a do-over perhaps?
Love,
Kevin
(10 December 2016)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
So! We did actually have some snow last night. I trust you’ll be taking care of that, right?
Love,
Kevin
(9 December 2016)
Flashback (a poem)
Watching this week’s episode of Lethal Weapon…
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Two days in a row! This could work…
Love,
Kevin
(8 December 2016)
Ghost voice of Titanic (a poem)
Partly inspired by the Seed Mouth instrumental of the same name…
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
This is what waking up in the morning is supposed to feel like.
Love,
Kevin
(7 December 2016)
Random thoughts, December 2016 (a poem)
Perhaps not literary excellence, but this is what I came up with today…
My contributions to the culture, 2016
2016 ended up being a difficult year: work that didn’t materialize, illness, car problems, and the death of Lucy, the world’s greatest alarm cat. And that’s just in my little world.
So, I figure I need to step back for a moment and reflect on the things I was able to accomplish: Continue reading
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
How do I set this alarm cat to wake me up a couple hours earlier?
Love,
Kevin
(6 December 2016)