Dear Friday,
I was going to complain about sleeping too long this morning because I wasn’t able to get to sleep right away last night—but it’s a warm, sunny morning, so we’re all right.
Love,
Kevin
(13 February 2015)
Life
Smiles (a poem)
I wrote this poem this afternoon while waiting to go to an appointment. I arrived much earlier than expected, so I sat in my car, writing. This second of the three poems I wrote during that 20-minute period was simply me recording my observations of what was around me. When I read it a few minutes ago, I was taken aback—it sounded really creepy. After thinking about it, I made one small change. I hope that made a difference…
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
We meet again. Again. Is it nap time yet?
Love,
Kevin
(12 February 2015)
In a room by the lake towards the end of the day (a poem)
An unusual move for me: I wrote this poem this afternoon, then read it at an open mic three hours later…
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
So sleepy this morning. No wonder it’s taking me so long to get going today.
Love,
Kevin
(11 February 2015)
Well, so much for that idea…
This morning, I closed my recently opened Etsy account. Continue reading
Two words (a poem)
…and the irritability continues. Fortunately, there’s just one more day left in the current Mercury retrograde cycle.
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Grrrr. Just grrrr…
Love,
Kevin
(10 February 2015)
It must be Monday (a poem)
The February 9th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, is to write a poem that starts with one word on the first line, with each subsequent line being one word longer—so the second line would be two words long, the third would be three words long, and so on. I was already cranky, what with having started off the day with yet another chapter in the back-and-forth with Etsy’s Outside Manufacturing folk. The day would soon get even more frustrating, but this was where it started…
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
When did trying to do the right thing get so complicated?
Love,
Kevin
(9 February 2015)
