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Tag: November 2019

Dear Saturday…

2019/11/30 Kevin J. O'Conner

Dear Saturday, I can understand your wanting to show solidarity with Friday, but this is too frickin’ cold. Love, Kevin (30 November 2019)

Posted in Life, Musings, WritingTagged Dear Saturday, letters to the days of the week, November 2019, year 7

It was 26º when I woke up this morning (a poem)

2019/11/29 Kevin J. O'Conner

The coldest days are often the clearest… Golden light and chill blinded eyes and cold feet Calm and an unsettled feeling This is the day like the day yesterday like the day before and so it goes On I go stopping to check if anyone’s listening then going on once I see they’re not Calm [...]

Posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, WritingTagged November 2019, poem, poetry

Dear Friday…

2019/11/29 Kevin J. O'Conner

Dear Friday, You’re jealous of Thursday, aren’t you? That’s why you’re so cold this morning. Love, Kevin (29 November 2019)

Posted in Life, Musings, WritingTagged Dear Friday, letters to the days of the week, November 2019, year 7

Dear Thursday…

2019/11/28 Kevin J. O'Conner

Dear Thursday, Uh…thanks? Love, Kevin (28 November 2019)

Posted in Life, Musings, WritingTagged Dear Thursday, letters to the days of the week, November 2019, year 7

Dear Wednesday…

2019/11/27 Kevin J. O'Conner

Dear Wednesday, I think it’s safe to say we’ve more than made up for yesterday’s lack of sleep. Love, Kevin (27 November 2019)

Posted in Musings, WritingTagged Dear Wednesday, letters to the day of the week, November 2019, year 7

Bookstore Poem #682

2019/11/26 Kevin J. O'Conner

Written during an open mic… I want to spike off spindly in every possible direction without form or predictability Where harkens the decline of untrue wishes and cockeyed symmetry In the throne formed by impossible angles only the impossible princess can sit The merely possible need not apply (25 November 2019—posted November 26)     [...]

Posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, WritingTagged bookstore poem, November 2019, poem, poetry

Dear Tuesday…

2019/11/26 Kevin J. O'Conner

Dear Tuesday, Things are backward when I am waking up the cat. Love, Kevin (26 November 2019)

Posted in Musings, WritingTagged Dear Tuesday, letters to the days of the week, November 2019, year 7

Dear Monday…

2019/11/25 Kevin J. O'Conner

Dear Monday, Let me guess: you’re a Winter… Love, Kevin (25 November 2019)

Posted in Life, Musings, WritingTagged Dear Monday, love notes to the days of the week, November 2019, year 7

Ignore the beat at your peril (or something like that) (a poem)

2019/11/24 Kevin J. O'Conner

The title is a phrase I came up with about 25 (maybe 26) years ago… By any means necessary you must feel what it means to feel You must align yourself with the tempo that presents You must map the rhythm with every part of your being You must feel it within you around you [...]

Posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, WritingTagged November 2019, poem, poetry

Dear Sunday…

2019/11/24 Kevin J. O'Conner

Dear Sunday, Too many vignettes, not enough main story. Love, Kevin (24 November 2019)

Posted in General/Miscellany, Life, Musings, WritingTagged Dear Sunday, love notes to the days of the week, November 2019, year 7

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