A wheel poem
This is a wheel poem
as wheel as can be
it is my first written
in the sand by five
year old me
DAY 18. GLOSA POEM
DAY 17. HOW TO -----
How to drive yourself up the wall
Focus only on the negative
see within each face a frown
keep the news on twenty four seven
do not sleep when you can wake
add a pinch of your own individual misery
and from this a shattered hope retrieve, hold and take
DAY 16. USE LAST LINE OF YESTERDAY'S POEM
Depthless Thanks
Deeper than the fathomless sea
that has tossed and pounded in
unrestrained rage I throw my
depthless thanks as offering into
the receding tide in the midst
of devastation
DAY 15. TRADE-OFF
Trade Off
For the surge of power
for dryness indoors
for the glance at the
sparkling sea with
a smile rather than
a grimace
I give
depthless thanks
DAY 14. - STUCK
Stuck
Between the
proverbial rock
and the hard place
there is a soft spot
sticky as glue
DAY 13. LETTER & RECIPE
Stuffed
I have no parchment upon
which to pass this secreted
recipe to you
From grandmother's hands
on to you the secret
of the stuffing that brought
you home to me each year
and now I fear will move
me to obsolescence
DAY 12 - TECHNOLOGY THAT DOESN'T EXIST BUT SHOULD
Mind Port
A port that
placed within
my brain
that scans
each thought
before it can drain
A port that catches
the BIG ONE THERE
that without this port
devolves into thin air
DAY 11 - VETERAN'S POEM
Mommy's Home
Sound of blasts
silenced in these
navied nights with
children
breathing
heavy
and
safe
These navied
homelanded
nights
where
I
lie
awake
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