Dear Thursday,
Your weather confuses me. It looks cloudy and cool, but even wearing a light long-sleeve shirt makes me sweaty…
Love,
Kevin
(28 August 2014)
Dear Thursday,
Your weather confuses me. It looks cloudy and cool, but even wearing a light long-sleeve shirt makes me sweaty…
Love,
Kevin
(28 August 2014)
Dear Wednesday,
There’s always something to wait for, it seems.
Love,
Kevin
(27 August 2014)
Dear Tuesday,
Sometimes it’s strange to see old things in new contexts.
Love,
Kevin
(26 August 2014)
Scenes from last night’s dreams…
Dear Monday,
You and Wednesday are in cahoots, aren’t you? At least I’m making progress on this thing…
Love,
Kevin
(25 August 2014)
It’s completely a coincidence that I wrote this last night. The first line popped into my head as I was watching the BBC’s Kate Bush documentary. The parenthetical line sums up part of my experience living in Tokyo—if more than a couple of months had passed since the last noticeable earthquake, I’d start to get a little nervous, figuring that the regular small earthquakes helped release energy that might otherwise build up to later produce a much stronger earthquake.
Dear Sunday,
I had a good night’s sleep (with the usual 3 a.m. move from bed to sofa), and the sun is out today. I’ll take it.
Love,
Kevin
(24 August 2014)
No prompt today, just a word that popped into my head…
Dear Saturday,
I seem to have a layover in dreamland today…
Love,
Kevin
(23 August 2014)
The August 22nd prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to choose a color, then write a poem using only images of that color. I didn’t quite do it that way, but it worked for me.