A bizarre little dream from last night.
Writing
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
So long, March. It was real.
Love,
Kevin
(31 March 2019)
National Poetry Writing Month 2019, early-bird poem
For this early-bird poem, I followed the napowrimo.net prompt—sort of. Instead of a self-portrait as a historical or mythical figure, I made myself the figure in a photograph I took in January 2009 of a man standing in a graveyard.
New spring afternoon (a poem)
Warm enough to sit out on the deck this afternoon.
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Well, that was strange. All that, and then ‘oh well’? Hmmm…
Love,
Kevin
(30 March 2019)
Lunar complications (a poem)
Somehow, despite an unexpectedly hectic day, I found the wherewithal to turn a rather ordinary poem of lunar imagery into something…well, less ordinary, anyway.
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Why is it that I don’t like the ocean, but do like ocean sounds?
Love,
Kevin
(29 March 2019)
Bookstore Poem #540
Went to Third Place for the first time in a week…
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Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Moving forward again…
Love,
Kevin
(28 March 2019)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Good to see you haven’t dropped the ball on the sunshine. Now, if we could crank up the heat a little bit…
Love,
Kevin
(27 March 2019)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 