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.
The Way Forward
Sometimes standing still,
stopping to hear the inside,
starts the way forward.
one small question
Choose one small moment,
ask yourself one small question —
what does love look like?
morningsong
What if every answer
to every question
was being told to us
by the chirp of the birds?