Dear Thursday, Okay, this is a bit better. Love,Kevin (30 June 2022)
Category: Writing
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, You fooled me. I thought there would be rain. Love, Kevin (29 June 2022)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, When Benjamin Franklin wrote ‘early to bed and early to rise…’, I don’t think today was what he had in mind. Love,Kevin (28 June 2022)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, Yay! New clip show tomorrow! Love, Kevin (27 June 2022)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, I really should start marking dates on the things I put in the freezer. Love, Kevin (26 June 2022)
2022 Poetry Marathon, Hour Twelve
Hour twelve, from the image prompt: Ultimately it is the center around which everything revolves slowing quickening sometimes skipping or stuttering but always relentless— from start to finish We may fall out of step or go astray but we always come back Because the drum is everything 17:47, 25 June 2022 The original post is [...]
2022 Poetry Marathon, Hour Eleven
Hour eleven poem, based on the image prompt: Limbs entwined for all to see— a happy tree Photo by Deborah Dalton 16:13, 25 June 2022 The original post is at https://thepoetrymarathon.com/kevinjoconner/2022-poetry-marathon-hour-11 Don’t forget to check out the other poems! Wishes sometimes have consequences is available—order now from your favorite local bookstore! IndieBound search: https://www.indiebound.org/search/book?keys=wishes+sometimes+have+consequences If they [...]
2022 Poetry Marathon, Hour Ten
Hour ten poem, based on the image prompt: I don’t have to open my eyes It’s enough that we breathe the same air see the same sky stand on the same ground I see you I feel you I know you I believe in you Whatever else happens now this moment is perfect Photo by rajat [...]
2022 Poetry Marathon, Hour Nine
Hour nine poem, based on the prompt: Whatever happened to Tang? Do they still make Tang? Supposedly it was what the astronauts drank I believed it at the time and wondered if they felt cheated because they didn’t have grape Tang yet when they went to the moon I used to mix the orange and [...]
2022 Poetry Marathon, Hour Eight
Hour eight poem, based on the prompt: When the train reaches the tunnels the sound changes the scene outside the window changes to shades of black punctuated by the occasional sign or signal Attention shifts from outside to inside I open a beer, open my journal and write down thoughts I will soon forget After [...]