Using the prompt from Napowrimo.net—to ‘write a poem that plays with voice.’ Adopting one of the suggestions, I took an earlier poem and imagined the other side of the conversation (as such)…
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I usually don’t like those DVD menus that have looping audio and video, but the one for American Splendor is quite relaxing.
Love,
Kevin
(1 April 2018)
National Poetry Writing Month 2018, Day 1
For a very early start on day 1, I have ostensibly used the prompt from Napowrimo.net—to ‘write a poem that is based on a secret shame, or a secret pleasure.’ I would not necessarily refer to depression as ‘a secret shame’, but neither is it something I like to share much about on those days when it seems worse. Anyway…
The blurred effect (a poem)
Feeling more pessimistic than usual today…
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I should also mention…
That I have music and whatnot on bandcamp… Continue reading
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Are you playing dress-up? You look awfully Friday-like this week…
Love,
Kevin
(31 March 2018)
The trouble with ampersands (a poem)
A poem expressing my sentiments about ampersands in poetry—in lines of five syllables each (I don’t know why)…
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Tax-relief sale on e-books through Smashwords—through April 30th
Because last year’s tax-relief sale was so spectacularly unsuccessful, I am doing it again this year! Continue reading
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Well, you finally made it.
Love,
Kevin
(30 March 2018)
Waiting Room Poem #21
Different day, another waiting room… Continue reading
