Nothing deep—just one of those small moments.
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Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Art has a price. Sometimes it is worth paying.
Love,
Kevin
(19 November 2019)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Nothing like a scramble of incompetence to start the day.
Love,
Kevin
(18 November 2019)
Excavation of the Lura (a poem)
A pair of words, and off I go:
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Why so stormy today?
Love,
Kevin
(17 November 2019)
Something more abstract (a poem)
No tangerines were harmed in the construction of this poem.
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Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Keeping it quiet this morning.
Love,
Kevin
(16 November 2019)
On reflection (a poem)
I started to write one poem, but it suddenly shifted gear, turning into this one.
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Okay, that’s taken care of. Now back to the more important stuff.
Love,
Kevin
(15 November 2019)
Submarine mission cancelled (a poem)
The pun was good enough for the Sex Pistols…
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