National Poetry Month – Day 30

Here we are at the end. I actually feel okay getting two poems I really like and am mostly happy with (I reserve the right to revise) written this month. To close out this celebration of poetry, here’s a last one from 2015 that I think sums it all up pretty well. Hope you enjoyed!…

National Poetry Month – Day 29

I watched a poetry ‘gala’ online today to celebrate the 25th anniversary of National Poetry Month with the Academy of American Poets. It was filled with big names like Regina King, Meryl Streep, and Sandra Oh, among others. While it was neat to hear these folks read great poems, it was also a little dull….

National Poetry Month – Day 28

Only two more days! I’ll be honest, but you probably already know, this month was not too conducive for me to write something new every day. Last year, in the first weeks of the pandemic, no job, and only time to think about this terrible disease led to some writing (and even some keepers). I…

National Poetry Month – Day 27

I have an idea for a new poem but didn’t have a chance to work on it today. So here’s a real old one. I put this in my chapbook Naked Wrists which came out in 1997. Legends weathered pages between soft leathera sameness that sootheswords that return joy after borrowingtropical beat that drips sweetly…

National Poetry Month – Day 26

It occurred to me today that April has been, for me, a month of great changes. It’s been five years since I ended my relationship (!), and then today, looking at the FB memories, these came up, and I thought it might be an okay list poem. (OTD = on this day) OTD 11 years…

National Poetry Month – Day 25

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National Poetry Month – Day 24

A fun exercise to play with language and see what happens. The Business Meeting complete doubt consumes hershe attempts to enchant with her corporate smileelaborates on south-facing windows, clean energyshe’s met with calm quietshe waves her hand as if erasing what she saidstarts over, endeavors to eclipse her past performanceher mind resounds with internal shoutingshe…

National Poetry Month – Day 23

I had a very low-key day. So here’s another old one from 2015. Clouds ridges of darkening clouds spread across the eastern skylike a rumpled blanketon the softest bed as the night comes onthey smooth outinto a matte graya perfect backdropfor a night inwith a good book

National Poetry Month – Day 22

Tonight, an as-yet-untitled bit of something new. It’s not done, but here’s what I have so far. my watch band broke in my sleepwhen I woke up, time mattered lessmy newly unfettered wristfelt feathery and free I stopped tracking certain number of steps every hourdidn’t plan my day the samedidn’t plan it at all it was…

National Poetry Month – Day 21

This is kind of cheating because this isn’t a new poem or one I’ve rediscovered through Facebook memories. But today is my dad’s birthday. He would have been 81. I thought I would write something new about this day, but it didn’t happen. So here’s this oldie. Patricia Said…(a birthday poem for my father) Patricia…