Dear Saturday,
Your disguise is perfect. I thought you were Sunday.
Love,
Kevin
(10 April 2021)
Dear Saturday,
Your disguise is perfect. I thought you were Sunday.
Love,
Kevin
(10 April 2021)
Dear Friday,
The process of elimination continues.
Love,
Kevin
(9 April 2021)
My Day 9 poem is my response to the NaPoWriMo.net prompt, which is to write an unusual person or character’s to-do list.
Dear Thursday,
As much as I enjoy napping, I’d like to stay awake after I wake up.
Love,
Kevin
(8 April 2021)
My Day 8 poem is my response to the NaPoWriMo.net prompt, which is to write ‘a poem in the form of a monologue delivered by someone who is dead.’ When I lived in a semi-rural area for a few years, we occasionally had to remove a mouse or two from the house (the cats could not be bothered, it seems); I based my poem on one of these poor creatures.
The title of this piece inspired my poem of the same name.
(7 April 2021)
Dear Wednesday,
What happened to spring?
Love,
Kevin
(7 April 2021)
My Day 7 poem is my response to the NaPoWriMo.net prompt, which is to write either a fib (six lines, with the number of syllables on each line corresponding to the Fibonacci sequence, or 1/1/2/3/5/8) or a shadorma (six lines, with the syllable count by line being 3/5/3/3/7/5). I combined both forms, using the fib for the opening and closing stanzas, and the shadorma for the stanzas in the middle.
An annual rumination.
Dear Tuesday,
I should be drinking coffee to wake up, not to get warm.
Love,
Kevin
(6 April 2021)
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Thoughts and images by Omar Willey
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Poems by Iris Orpi