My new collection of poetry, …but for the thoughts running through my mind, is now available. I haven’t yet created a page for it on my website (that is on my to-do list for this week), but it can be purchased from CreateSpace and Amazon. Here is a peek at the front cover: Happy New Year! (2 January [...]
Tag: January 2016
A rhyming poem (A poem)
Didn’t come up with much today. Oh well… The thing I hate about rhyming is all that worry about timing— making sure the words all fit without the poem turning to shit Plus it feels so silly— real folks don’t talk that way Imagine trying to force the words to the lines… It ends up [...]
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, I guess that last round was worse than I thought—I’m only now starting to feel normal again… Love, Kevin (31 January 2016)
Upon recognizing a previously unremarked-upon plot hole in The Matrix (A poem)
In The Matrix, there is a scene where Cypher is having dinner with Agent Smith as the two discuss the terms for putting Cypher back into the Matrix. As I was watching it earlier today, I found myself wondering: How did he get in and out of the Matrix to sabotage Morpheus and his crew by himself? [...]
The chill in the air is back (A poem)
January… I suppose it was too much to ask to stay warm and comfortable for one more day Sometimes restlessness is relentless that’s sort of its job It’s times like this I fight the urge to get rid of everything I own When the week goes from silence to silence eventually something has to give [...]
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, Remember when you didn’t need remote control units for everything? Yes, I’ve lost the remote again… Love, Kevin (30 January 2016)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, Good to have you back. It’s been a long week… Love, Kevin (29 January 2016)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, I’m tired—but at least the headache is gone… Love, Kevin (28 January 2016)
You have distracted me from my creative process (A poem)
Getting closer to the truth with this one… Your persistent, insistent pressure has driven me to distraction face down on the pillow screaming silently for relief The walls surrounding me witness this small spectacle without comment though perhaps not without judgement Meanwhile, I count the ticks that comprise each eternal second knowing that the moment [...]
Migraine tanka (A poem)
Two migraines in the space of a week. O, joy… The dull, dull ache is endless, more devastating than the sudden stab I’d rather have the ice pick to pierce away the tension (27 January 2016)
