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.
I have started to edit some of these mostly the kids poetry. I think there might be enough here for a book. We shall see.
the end of my rope
so very tired
of frigid cold
covid sure is
getting old
so very hard
to hold out hope
just keep gripping
the end of the rope
closing doors
here comes the wind
still no snow
dark again
it’s winter, no?
as it seems
all things will change
the mind must shift
and rearrange
what was once
is no more
we must adjust
to closing doors
will never
I’m afraid it will never be over
the end won’t ever appear
keep getting shots ‘cuz they tell me
but each jab fills me with fear
I expect the news to keep coming
each season will bring changes new
a sad shade of thought begins dawning
we will never go back to used to