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.
cold outside
cold outside
see my breath
stay too long
might mean death
get inside
warm right up
pour the coffee
in my cup
soon the now
time is here
then is gone
can seem quick
or quite long
one thing clear
it won’t last
soon the now
becomes the past