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Category Archives: Fiction

Poem: February 17th

clack of ivory
roll of dice
on polished teak
dram of scotch
hold the ice
single malt neat
fate is cruel
never nice
take what is given
hope for the best
once twice
never a third.

It is a February challenge to myself – to write novel poetry: One-a-day.

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Poem: February 16th

my dog would often wait
end of the dirt driveway
for our yellow school bus
to bring me back home

he always seemed as happy
for me to be home as I was.

It is a February challenge to myself – to write novel poetry: One-a-day.

Poem: February 15th

yesterday’s come and crashed
recycled like those days before
same old times
same old ways
sampled trampled gone again

tomorrow’s just a dream away
salvation waiting up ahead
better times
better ways
splendor yonder over there

today remains the barrier
impediment around my neck
there is no time
there is no way
swamped tromped by my mind

It is a February challenge to myself – to write novel poetry: One-a-day.

Poem: February 14th

morning dawns with the same half-hope
that happens every year that this year
will be infinitely different from the last

here it is the end of the day dreaming
that there is a message waiting for me
after the long silence of the work day

there at last the phone rings and I hear
her gentle voice calling from far away
“hello – how did your day go…”

she pauses in wonder at my voice
quickly mumbles ‘sorry wrong number’
yes indeed – isn’t it always?

It is a February challenge to myself – to write novel poetry: One-a-day.

Poem: February 13th

mardi gras
begins again
celebration
circle of time
cycle of seasons
carnival rejoined

here is flesh
to be enjoyed
devoured without
guilty regret

This indulgence
is not sin
it is release.

It is a February challenge to myself – to write novel poetry: One-a-day.