Dear Saturday,
Sorry I missed you. I did remember to buy half-and-half…
Love,
Kevin
(5 June 2016)
Life
On a Saturday morning in 2016 (a poem)
A warm, sunny day in Seattle today. So, naturally (?), I turn to introspection…
Somewhere along the line (or A poem in which I exhaust the metaphor of life as a train trip)
Up late after hearing about the death of Muhammad Ali and watching old clips on YouTube.
The smoking area in front of the Greenwood Fred Meyer, Friday morning, at 11:15 a.m. (a poem)
I stopped at Fred Meyer this morning on my way home from my annual physical. When I saw a bunch of people in black shirts out front, between the sidewalk and the parking garage, I figured it must be the smoking area. I was right.
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Coffee is a good thing.
Love,
Kevin
(3 June 2016)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
I hate it when dreams tease me, then go away…
Love,
Kevin
(2 June 2016)
Lost with the dream (a poem)
A cross of sorts between last night’s dreams and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind… (Note to self: think of better title for this one.)
The feeling and what it’s been missing (a poem)
For this month’s writing challenge, I have chosen the rimas dissolutas, a form in which (according to A Poet’s Glossary, by Edward Hirsch) ‘each line in an unrhymed stanza rhymes with its corresponding line in a subsequent stanza.’ This, I am finding out, is harder than it sounds…
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
A new month—30 more chances to not fuck it all up…
Love,
Kevin
(1 June 2016)
The busybody hive mind goes apeshit (a poem)
Something topical for the last day of my verbless-poem month…
Ordinary Average Thoughts 