Another poem from Poets in the Park, written during a workshop led by Tara Hardy…
July 2019
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Fifty years ago today, the next person to walk on the moon became nothing more than the next person to walk on the moon.
Love,
Kevin
(21 July 2019)
Border poem
One of the poems I wrote yesterday during the Poets in the Park festivities.
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Fifty years ago, this moment was 50 years away.
Love,
Kevin
(20 July 2019)
How much does a pound of nothing weigh? (a poem)
Written last night during a bout of drowsiness combined with a mild headache…
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
I’m going to be behind on a couple of things today. Can’t be helped.
Love,
Kevin
(19 July 2019)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Oh, you are NOT starting with me this early in the day…
Love,
Kevin
(18 July 2019)
I don’t have a title for this, so I’ll just say it’s about the full moon hiding behind midsummer clouds (a poem)
So tired today…
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Back on the chain gang for a few days. Woo-hoo!
Love,
Kevin
(17 July 2019)
After the 43rd day (a poem)
Inspired by this week’s episode of The Handmaid’s Tale…
Ordinary Average Thoughts 