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.
warm days in Spring
the breeze blows warm
the air smells sweet
warm days in Spring
a season’s treat
fed by the sun
apples pears and peaches too
soon enough all will be new
cold will break
spring will come
buds will grow
fed by the sun
giving thanks
giving thanks
to each of you
grateful for
what you do
reading here
every day
you fill my heart
not more to say
Autumn is Coming
End of August
Here we go
Autumn is coming
Footballs to throw
Leaves to rake
Sweaters to wear
Pumpkin to bake
Haunted house, do you dare?
Let’s hope this year
Is better than last
I’m not encouraged
Wear your mask!
This time of year
Is my favorite of all
I may write
Many praises for fall 🍂
yes, spring
the whole world turns green
with pops of bright white
the air smells like bubble gum
the breeze blows just right
yes, this is normal
the rhythm of spring
nothing contains
the joy that it brings
this year feels different
all shines, more alive
yes, much has changed
new hope, we can thrive