This was a project I did basically during the pandemic. I started writing a poem a day. Once ‘real life’ started again it got harder to write everyday, which is interesting.
let joy abound!
these past few days
the words were done
I sat to write
but could find none
three days off
that is alot
the most in years
my streak was hot
now gone cold
I start anew
find clear paths
put on fresh shoes
where I walk
I have no clue
hold out hope
for a word zoo
remember that
this should be fun
make me laugh
not weigh a ton
I want, I hope
to improve
can’t do that
without this groove
so here I am
more silly words
join the crazy
chirping birds
yell real loud
dance around
you’ve got this day
let joy abound!
need to write a poem
need to write a poem
don’t know what to say
sometimes there are days like these
the words just go away
no ideas strike me
my mind a white blank slate
quickly now just type the thing
it won’t turn out great
but happy to have done it
another day goes by
need to write a poem
even if the well is dry
words like kisses
to create our wonderful life
we will surely find streaks of strife
the way we choose what we say
has a clear and powerful sway
the words that we use, they matter
they have the power to heal or to shatter
our dreams, our wants and our wishes
so let your words feel like kisses
note: a part of this is based on an older piece…. but I did edit and it is different so I’m counting this as a new piece… thus counting towards my streak staying intact. ;-)
nothing too thought full
feel a bit hollow
have nothing to say
some days the words are
not formed all the way
best to invite them
to come out to play
if a strong breeze comes
they might blow away
nothing too thought full
this won’t win the day
but the streak of my writing
again it will stay