Dear Monday,
‘Snow, hosehead…’
Love,
Kevin
(6 February 2017)
Writing
Distracting ourselves with pop songs in Donald Trump’s America (a poem)
A blitz poem I wrote after watching last night’s Saturday Night Live.
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Well, that deadline isn’t going to meet itself…
Love,
Kevin
(5 February 2017)
Going where my thoughts take me after a restless night (a poem)
Another blitz poem, but with my own title.
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Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
A reprieve? I have nothing against Barry White, but it’s a bit of a relief.
Love,
Kevin
(4 February 2017)
The things we see in dark waters (a poem)
Another blitz poem, but coming up with my own title.
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Scratchy voice, vaguely sore/itchy throat. I predict Barry White by Sunday…
Love,
Kevin
(3 February 2017)
Afternoon amidst glass (a poem)
After no specific challenge for January, I am attempting the blitz poem this month. I’m sure my lines are longer than intended for this format—but my first attempt (bearing the awkward title Up out is) felt stilted and unnatural.
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Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
‘They’re hicks, Rita.’
Love,
Kevin
(2 February 2017)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
So, I haven’t quite got a grasp of you yet.
Love,
Kevin
(1 February 2017)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 