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Tag Archives: spontaneous poem

Poem: February 19th

meaning less
I said more
spilling words like seeds
hoping they would sprout
working and tilling
pulling adverbs like weeds
sun-scorched
the paper burned
fluttering ash in the wind

I have no idea how this began.

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

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Poem: February 18th

fog crept round
covered us up
wrapped us down
hiding us
from the men
who watch us
every day

now’s our chance
to escape
find freedom
lose our chains

if we’re caught
then we’re dead
that’s okay
still better
than being
a slave.

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

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.

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.