This morning came too early…
Musings
I bet Newton never had to make this choice (a poem)
And so it continues…
Method (a poem)
Slim pickings today—too distracted to write much, so this is what I’ve got:
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
It’s a new week—you know what to do, I hope.
Love,
Kevin
(8 July 2019)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
You’re giving me a break today, I hope.
Love,
Kevin
(7 July 2019)
Intrigue at the Palace (a poem)
Real life is indeed weirder than fiction sometimes…
Tanabata poem
This may seem early, but it is already July 7th in Japan, so…
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Holidays make everything weird. You feel like Sunday.
Love,
Kevin
(6 July 2019)
On what occasion do you lie? (a poem)
Based on the Proust questionnaire, as presented in a Writers Write blog post.
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Words haven’t failed me, but sometimes they’re reluctant to come forward.
Love,
Kevin
(5 July 2019)