Not much came out of yesterday. It happens…
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Poetry
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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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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The dark horse runs unnoticed at night (A poem)
This bit of mysteriousness emerged from somewhere…
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The last dispatch from the dearly departed (A poem)
An early morning poem after a good night’s sleep…
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The death of the Grand Dame (A poem)
Attempting to form a tribute from a jumble of impressions on a very long day…
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Sickbed slumber #4 (a poem)
Almost better—just one day, maybe two, to go…
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Sickbed slumber #3 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold, continued…
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Sickbed slumber #2 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold…
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