A game of words is what it is
A fun way to pass the time
Looking at life and figuring it out
Is worth more than a dime
An attempt to write a poem a day for a whole year... no guarantees on quality - just quantity!
A poem a day to keep brain rot away
Join me as I attempt to create a poem a day... whether awesome, bawdy, corny, dreadful, entertaining, fabulous, gross or hilariously hokey, I will try to string together everything from couplets to limericks - just for the fun of fiddling with words!
May 3rd, 2012
Today is quite a special day. I have actually reached the one year mark. I posted my first poem on May 3rd, 2011. I have had a great time doing this. It has basically become a habit and I don’t really want to stop. So, I am going to continue this thread because I have enjoyed it so much. It’s true that most of the poems were terrible. Some were good (or at least I thought so!) but mostly they were a reflection of something I either saw that day, thought of, felt or heard. In any case, I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. Here’s to letting the word out – come what may!
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Cabin Fever
Despite the warmth coming in
The days are growing long
Confined together this way
We fight to remain strong
With habits grating on nerves
The volume tends to rise
As we find ways to endure
Our many varied cries
The days are growing long
Confined together this way
We fight to remain strong
With habits grating on nerves
The volume tends to rise
As we find ways to endure
Our many varied cries
Monday, July 22, 2013
Testify
Stony cold and grey are we
When called to testify
We have our thoughts about the world
A fount that won't run dry
But through it all we twist and shake
When the road is rough
Yet in the end we should realize
That our best is more than enough
When called to testify
We have our thoughts about the world
A fount that won't run dry
But through it all we twist and shake
When the road is rough
Yet in the end we should realize
That our best is more than enough
Friday, July 19, 2013
External heart
Come close to me my little heart
And beat inside my hand
As you once did inside of me
Which was so very grand
Now you're part of this bigger world
And we just tag along
To shelter you from showers and rain
So you can see & live no wrong
And beat inside my hand
As you once did inside of me
Which was so very grand
Now you're part of this bigger world
And we just tag along
To shelter you from showers and rain
So you can see & live no wrong
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Heart & mind
I've never understood
The workings of the mind
When the heart overrules
The logical results you find
Now I understand the benefit
Of listening to your head
Of not giving everything over
To flowery words that are said
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Knee high walk
Blissfully unaware
The toddler walks along
Looking for excitement
The toddler walks along
Looking for excitement
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Musical door
When I fall into that familiar sphere
All the world becomes crystal clear
A brand new way of seeing through
All a remembrance and yet brand new
As waves of beauty wash over me
The colours of peace are all I see
All the world becomes crystal clear
A brand new way of seeing through
All a remembrance and yet brand new
As waves of beauty wash over me
The colours of peace are all I see
Monday, July 15, 2013
High July
A hot and muggy summer's day
No bugs or bees are out to play
Only silly little tykes
On roller blades and shiny bikes
Helmets protecting smallish heads
Muscles working their way into beds
Where lambs will toss and turn and turn
To escape the blanket of Gaia's burn
No bugs or bees are out to play
Only silly little tykes
On roller blades and shiny bikes
Helmets protecting smallish heads
Muscles working their way into beds
Where lambs will toss and turn and turn
To escape the blanket of Gaia's burn
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Quiet now
My songbird has been silent
And it's tearing me apart
Not hearing its tunes of merriment
Fills sadness in my heart
Imagining this manic world
Without its thrilling voice
Is just too much to bear
But it's not up to me such choice
And it's tearing me apart
Not hearing its tunes of merriment
Fills sadness in my heart
Imagining this manic world
Without its thrilling voice
Is just too much to bear
But it's not up to me such choice
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Away in the woods
A little cabin in the woods
Is where I like to be
To soak in the silence of the world
All peace and tranquility
A quiet nook in which
To sit and meditate
Away from all the bustle
In a calm and soothing state
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