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.
I forgot my poem!
It finally happened!
I can not believe!
I forgot my poem!!
Oh my! Geez!
It feels like summer...
and I wanted to play!
I forgot my poem!!
The day got away!
I feel so bad!
I had a streak!
I forgot my poem!!
But all is not bleak...
It is later than normal...
...almost 1 hour...but
I remembered my poem!
I hope you’re not sour!
Here I am now
My self I do scold... but
I remembered my poem!
My streak, it will hold!!
come out to play (2)
no matter the weather
inside or out
if the street fills with puddles
or your mind drips with doubts
these are your people
and you in turn theirs
rest in the knowing
that all of you care
to laugh is magnificent
to imagine, pure gold
to connect with another
these are treasures we hold
so no matter the weather
outside or in
come out to play
then all of us win
found (1)
confusing growth
tumbled
as a young seed long inside
not knowing
waiting
realizing
we are prepared
to become larger
Playing a bit with ‘found poetry’ - this was constructed based on finding words in an essay by Alice Walker, in Living by the Word: Essays. Thanks to Robyn and Lisa for the inspiration.
I did my ought
Got my second shot
Not feeling so hot
Plan to sleep today
Hope it goes away
What to do if not?
The Question of Toast
A piece of toast is delicious!
Are those carbs really malicious?
What can I add
to lower the bad,
make my breakfast treat more nutritious?
finding, keeping, losing, weeping
we move through our days
in this world made of gold
not sure of our future
with a habit to hold
much is like water
flowing away
formed to discover
not built to stay
Tough Times to Find Some Rhymes
Why can’t I do this? What have I done?
I’m thinking so hard and the words — they won’t come!
I push them and pull them and tear them apart.
Sit here in anguish, examine my heart.
How can it be that all is so vacant?
Is my own soul now meek and complacent?
Strike an idea, stoke a hot flame,
burn away nonsense, some essence remains...
Not on this morning, not in this place,
instead just some words to fill up some space.
Some Days Weather
Some days
The sun is shining, you feel bright
The rain pours down, a grayness sits in your heart
The wind whips, you feel mighty and wild
Some days
Storms rage, you long for calm
The morning breaks bright and fresh, you find yourself in the depths of grief
A fog descends, you are brimming with joy
Mother Nature creates her days
Who creates yours?
Fridays are for Funny
Fridays are for funny
All things bright and sunny
Make bad rhymes
Waste some time
I like my eggs quite runny!
The week’s all done
Let’s play
Make puns
Mix up words
Sing like birds
Hop around like bunnies!
Spin once more
Never a chore
Make a grin
Above your chin
I’ll say again….
This is what Fridays are for!!
welcome
what if
the trees and bushes were my friends
the grass a perpetual welcome mat
the flowers a daily surprise party
the squirrels and rabbits welcome guests
even when they twitch and run away
what if
Home
extended beyond these walls
and the earth welcomed me back
because she had been missing me
Billionaire Bobbo
Billionaire Bobbo went out for a stroll
Wore his best sneakers cuz that’s how he rolls
He met a banana that looked like a snake
Jumped in a tree and started to shake
Billionaire Bobbo— a real scaredy cat
All of his money won’t ever change that
kite (1)
a paper kite snaps
from the string floating until
tears fall from the sky
Get ready for some kite 🪁 haiku…. my friend Robyn turned me on to a haiku challenge and the word this month is kite. If you have a favorite let me know so I can submit it! These are difficult so we will see how many I can do in the coming days 😉 …and as always… thank you for being here ❤️
Today was a day
Today was a day
I wanted to give up
Today was a day
When going got quite rough
Today was a day
I did it anyway
Today was a day
When grit came out to play
Today was a day
I had to really try
Today was a day
A life is measured by