14/100 Dirt Is Dead
13/100 Slumber
It is a haiku kind of day. Slumber Hush of night arrives Mind kept awake by musings. Page slumbers unfilled. KEB 3/1/24
12/100 Today
Happy leap day, everyone!
11/100 Good Morning!
10/100 Good Enough
Ten poems is ten days. I have to look at what I have accomplished rather than what still lays ahead of me to have any hope of completing this project. If, at the end, I have written 100 poems and two are three of them are respectable, that will be good enough.
9/100 The Wait
8/100 Perspective
7/100 How Do You Do It?
I learned at age fifty something that apparently after forty years of loading dishwashers that I was doing it all wrong. 🙂 I also learned after fifty something years that method and style of dishwasher loading may cause more friction in relationships than do finances, how fitted sheets are folded, and how many dogs is too many. My friend Jim and I have had many hysterical conversations on our morning walks about how neither of us knows how to…
6/100 You Choose
This is not the poem that I thought I was going to write when I put pen to paper this afternoon. I suspect my original thoughts were not well-formed and/or unfocused. These short verses ended up in the middle of something where they really didn’t fit. I’m not sure that they should stand alone, but for today they are. The good news in all of this is that I still have the other part of today’s writing with which…