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.
apples and stars
the world is a giant place
filled with ideas and trees
and love and hugs and geese
and pandas and smiles and
stars and apples and sunflowers
and there is one more thing
in the world....
YOU
and that is the thing
I am most happy about
encounter in a wood
Last night I dreamt of a forest.
Above a stream in a clearing
floated fairies or sprites or spirits.
They moved as wisps of color and grace.
In the dark edges of the wood, evil lurked.
we could all feel it
I wrote the angels a poem
to say hello and thank you,
to help keep the evil away.
I had to leave the forest,
will never know if my words mattered
but I know they heard them.
we could all feel it
weaving comfort
wrapping our self in words
promising protection from
the burning heat of this miracle
the icy depth of this aloneness
the rough terrain of truth
dreamland conversation
I see your mind
Wandering
through fields of worry
Drowning
in streams of doubt
Drifting
on an ocean of dread
My mind is here too
Let’s build a kite and float away
on the stirring of our dreams
Together
a day for some silly
A day for some silly
Let off some steam
Eat jam with jelly
Dance in a stream
When you get stuck
In a hole or a hard place
When time takes a toll
Or frowns grace your face
If you can manage
A laugh or a smile
You may just find
The joy lasts a while
The trick is to find
A little bright spark
Doesn’t have to be big
To make a wide mark
I know it’s not easy
To laugh sing and play
But you just might find
Life is better that way
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
between us
the thread between us
whispers
remember
our hearts are woven together
for love and rest and solace
my friend the fox
my friend the fox
lives near me
he comes each morning
for all to see
from yard to yard
he stalks around
then just like that
he can’t be found
a light
Is fear like an anchor, holding you down
Is it like a dark room, cold and lonely
Like a veil that surrounds you
A nightmare that lingers
Black shadows
Stickiness
Today
I wish for you
The warm sun of day
Streaming in, clearing your vision
You find a key, unlock bright possibilities
Move into the world clean and full of courage
tried and true
tried and true
it’s what they do
but what if it
doesn’t feel like you?
you want to go
a different way
instead of work
you want to play
they say zig
but you yell zag
others stay quiet
you smile and brag
the world is big
there’s lots to do
you can be tried
you can be true
can you do that
and still be you?
this is dedicated to my BirdBrain friends… thank you all for being you….❤️
morningsong
What if every answer
to every question
was being told to us
by the chirp of the birds?
memory like a flash
I wrote my poem yesterday
but then forgot to post.
If I had not remembered
my streak would have been toast!
Not sure how I remembered,
it came in like a flash.
I’m thankful for my memory,
my dream has not been dashed!