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.
hurry flurry
in a hurry
have to scurry
activities
all in a flurry
one more poem
one more day
time to go
cannot stay
In Praise of Advil
Have you ever had a headache
The stabbing pounding kind
The pain will drive you crazy
An anvil in the mind
Here I praise dear Advil
That magic little pill
Two roundish blueish capsules
Like shutting off the drill
In only a few moments
The headache is all gone
Thank you dear dear Advil
My life can now go on
Still Stings
I said I would write
One everyday
And in the beginning
It all felt like play
Now that I’ve missed
That one silly time
I find a temptation
To stop the whole climb
Give up and stop
End the whole thing
I debate everyday
That blip, it still stings
Years of Mondays
Once again the sun does peek
Once again you start your week
Once again the day does dawn
Once again you sing your song
Once again your life takes shape
Once again choices you make
Once again the gift appears
Once again days turn to years
the streak is done
I can’t believe it
the streak is done
I forgot my poem
my heart feels wrung
I completely totally
just forgot
I feel so sad
it was all for naught
I will keep going
with one black mark
sunday august 22
it all went dark
:-(
My goal had been to write one poem a day for all of 2021 but I missed yesterday. Now what? Do I have to start over in 2022??
words like kisses
to create our wonderful life
we will surely find streaks of strife
the way we choose what we say
has a clear and powerful sway
the words that we use, they matter
they have the power to heal or to shatter
our dreams, our wants and our wishes
so let your words feel like kisses
note: a part of this is based on an older piece…. but I did edit and it is different so I’m counting this as a new piece… thus counting towards my streak staying intact. ;-)
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.
the hope in my heart
fire, smoke or witches
tires off in ditches
whatever the mess
you find as you press
on in this life
(we all have our strife)
the hope in my heart
is that you feel part
of all that is good
my friend, cuz you should
❤️❤️❤️
little shrimpy
into the depth of the sea
the little shrimp did dive
his plan devised to test
the limits of being alive
he kept on going deeper
it was getting dark
kept his shrimp eyes open
alert for any sharks
deeper down he went
ahead it was pitch black
water now much colder
he thought of going back
suddenly out of shadow
appeared a glowing orb
a fish with giant teeth
more than our shrimp could absorb
then he saw a menace
that he had seen before
a giant great white shark
a guest never ever asked for
the shark was clearly hunting
scanning with wicked black eyes
our shrimp hid among some coral
happy for his small size
the shark passed out of sight
then shrimpy did decide
time to head back home
so up and up he began to ride
fun to have adventures
to see what you haven’t seen
but keep your wits about you
in the world does live some mean
when our shrimp got home
he told his friends the tale
as they were chitter chattering
up came a big blue whale
that whale swallowed them up
in one gigantic wave
as our shrimpy was going down
he was glad he had been brave
he had seen something different
he had tested himself for real
he felt proud of his adventure
and that is quite something to feel
turns and twists
bread and butter
father and mother
sparrow and hawk
key and lock
dark and light
stage and fright
words for things
that go together
in different ways
but none is better
just the way
the world relates
words for things
like love and hate
might be pairs
of opposites
or two things
that really fit
regardless though
these pairs exist
this only just
a starting list
Jasmine Jacobs
Jasmine Jacobs was her name
Chasing rabbits was her game
She would wake in early morn
Get outside, yell “you are warned!”
The rabbits, they would scatter fast
Jasmine Jacobs legs would blast
Running like a lightning bolt
Those bunnies: fast like healthy colts
Not once has Jasmine caught her prize
But everyday she tries and tries
marvelous you
pause
deep breath
fill your lungs
let it all out
marvel at the gift that is your body