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.
I make no claim that much of this is “good” poetry. But I do make the claim that I loved doing it and I learned something and some of it makes me cry.
becomes a barge
sometimes small
turns into large
starts out a tugboat
becomes a barge
what’s funny ‘bout
these shifts in size
they happen not
before our eyes
rather deep
inside our mind
as our thoughts
twist and combine
is it really
big or not?
check if rowboat
turned into yacht