Here are some of the poems I wrote this month, including a few haikus :) All of these were written as I was laying in bed at night trying to fall asleep.
Swirling and summersaulting
bold playfulness within the glass walls
Who knew a river otter could
thrill and inspire
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harsh words are the friends
who overstay their welcome
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it's a free for all
like a summer's day cannonball
splashing in inky ideas
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pen and paper at the ready
but laryngitis strikes again
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I've forgotten my manners
and have been chowing down on poetry.
Stuffing and shoveling it in one sitting like
Thanksgiving mashed potatoes
rather than savoring and letting the flavors soak in
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You are the coda to my comma
the code to my coma
The vowel remains.
The vow made new.
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What words can't say
the mind rehearses
like a spelling bee champion
the night before
laying in bed the record plays on
memories overlay the background music
that doesn't exist
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it's the classic game of white vs. black
I'm always white.
I always get the opening.
Is this what they mean by privilege?
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HAIKUS
writers block no more
ten p.m. scramble for pen
don't want to forget
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Norm, Ellen, and Cala fearsome trio they make
three little chickens
no need for warm dry mittens
after all, no paws
