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.
Awakening
Do you hear the buzzing,
the chirps and little tweets?
The song of all the critters
waking up sounds so sweet.
Another day is dawning,
the sun again will shine.
Nature’s constant pattern
repeats another time.
What awakes inside you,
this day like all the rest?
Each morning dawn an invite,
a chance to be our best.
a storm is coming
Storm
Threatens
Dark gray sky
Distant rumbles
I wonder if the trees can feel it too?
morning breeze
forceful blowing
trees showing
storms recede?
the grass looks pleased
clouds cover
leaves shudder
raining done?
still hidden sun
before the rain
the air hangs heavy
full with the promise of change
awaiting release
she smells the sweet new future
while storms build just out of view
a girl in a field
she hides among the tall grass
tassels shiver
strong gusts stoke the dry
smell of dust and drought
she begins to cry
tears fall to the hard ground
grief reaches for change
as I look out
As I look out
into the glory of a morning
my awareness dawns
more activity rushes through that small patch of earth in one minute than I could complete in 10,000 hours
the rush of
things to do
becomes strangely silent
as I look out
into the glory of a morning