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.
this magnificent home
surrounded by everything
even squirrels and rabbits
why can you not forget
one desperate and sad habit
believing you are alone
while in this magnificent home
A box of wonder (4)
Should we close our box of wonder
Imagination dries asunder
I explore a different choice
Finding my own little voice
One that may sound like a kid
Opened my box, I’m glad I did
A box of wonder (3)
He closed his box of wonder
Wrapped it up real tight
His heart became a frozen lake
His mind fell dark as night
Both eyes dulled their twinkle
His voice carried a bite
Nothing ever pleased him now
No thing held any light
A life swollen with madness
A sorrow-filled black fright
But deep inside that box of his
Burned a thing so bright
Will he ever open it?
We can’t know…. he might…
A box of wonder (2)
I opened a box of wonder
found a note inside
the message — simply cryptic
two words — you decide
I don’t quite understand it
seems a mystery
maybe wonder is a thing
I can choose to see?
A box of wonder (1)
I put wonder in a box
It shriveled up and died
Turns out wonder’s not a thing
You tuck away and hide