Dear Tuesday,
Cheer up. I know you’re subbing for Monday, but it’s only temporary.
Love,
Kevin
(19 January 2016)
Musings
Sister Aimee’s improbable disguise (A poem)
This originated as a cut-up poem constructed using phrases cut out of some wacky religious book that showed up in people’s mailboxes last week. I rewrote most of the lines to make them flow more smoothly.
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Now that it’s no longer a secret (a poem)
Not much came out of yesterday. It happens…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
You are really nailing that Sunday impression…
Love,
Kevin
(18 January 2016)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Gotta love Lazy Sunday…
Love,
Kevin
(17 January 2016)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Well, that was better. And I think my cold is gone, too.
Love,
Kevin
(16 January 2016)
A morning poem (a poem)
The January 16th prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to come up with a list of ten words each about oil and snow, then to alternate a word from the two lists in each line of a poem until all the words have been used. My snow words were granule, icy, angels, crystalline, blanket, powder, pack, flurry, blizzard, and flake; my oil words were fuel, golden, stain, fluid, smooth, slick, viscous, slip, flammable, and commodity.
Reconciliation (A poem)
The first line of this poem comes from whatever I was watching yesterday before I dozed off on the sofa…
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Technically, I haven’t gone to bed yet—but I’m feeling a bit restless.
Love,
Kevin
(15 January 2016)
After the race that never reaches an end, but abruptly stops just because (A poem)
I don’t know how I stumbled upon the horse-racing metaphor, but there it is…
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 