(Poem 217 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
Clean sheets soothe my skin
and cocoon me in comfort
while I hibernate.
@Home Studio on 8/18/24 @ 8:48pm – 217th poem of the year
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(Poem 216 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
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A cat on a pillow is quaint.
On my keyboard – complaint.
A cat in a box is expected.
In my clean laundry – ejected.
A cat on a sofa is sweet.
On my counter – not so neat.
A cat on a chair is fine.
On my dinner table – out of line.
A cat on a piano is great.
On my bed – I get irate.
A cat on a bench is just right.
On my bookshelf – it’s a fight.
@Home Studio – 216th poem of the year
(Poem 215 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
Pluck up your courage
and do the thing that
you’ve been hesitating
to begin in earnest.
Do not wait another
day to take that step,
open that heavy door,
or make that introduction.
Now is the time you’ve
been postponing for,
and today is the date
etched in time to start.
@Starbucks Studio – 215th poem of the year
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(Poem 214 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
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Expenditures, deposits, interest, receipts,
deductions, strategy, percentage, gains—
fabulous concepts when studied one by one,
but roll them all up into a financial plan sushi,
and the concoction is nauseating…
I might even be allergic.
@Home Studio – 214th poem of the year
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(Poem 213 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
Doctor Dear,
Does your mommy know you’re here?
Did she pack you a lunch
and put bows in your hair?
Can you stay here this late,
or do you have a curfew?
Are you allowed to use those shiny tools,
or do you need adult supervision?
You have such a big vocabulary
for such a young lady.
Such gentle care,
Sweet Doctor Dear.
@Home Studio – 213th poem of the year
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(Poem 212 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
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Auspicious stone turtles
stand guard, gargoyles of
destiny, good fortune baked
into their shells, assuring the
dwelling longstanding fortune.
The turtles in the pond
fight for bits of mushy carrot,
stale bread, and greens,
unaware of the larger battle
being fought in the sky pond
by Grummans and Warhawks.
The people swim and love,
dream and hope, serve an
emperor or a president who
demands unwavering loyalty,
and wonder when peace will
fill the turtle house again.
@Home Studio – 212th poem of the year (After reading The Turtle House by Amanda Churchill.)
Churchill, Amanda. The Turtle House. Harper Collins, 2024.
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(Poem 211 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
If Joy and Sadness
go missing,
Anger, Fear, and Disgust
try to
take control.
And no matter how
hard we try to ride
the train of thought
to the solution,
it’s difficult to
escape danger
without sacrificing
little pieces of ourselves.
But the integration
of our most vulnerable
parts strengthens
our core memories
and allows us to reach
out from our islands
to embrace those we love.
@Home Studio – 211th poem of the year (After watching Inside Out with my grandkids and bawling like a baby.)
Docter, Pete. Inside Out. Amy Poehler, Pixar Animation Studios, 19 June 2015.
(Poem 210 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
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Kazu Music
discordant at first
too much stimuli
for neurodivergence
to tolerate without
an escape plan
in place
unless love and
patience can
settle and soften
and rebuild a
family in all its
lovely mess.
@Home Studio – 210th poem of the year (After watching Music by Sia with Debbie and Celinda.)
Sia, Music. Kate Hudson, Leslie Odom Jr., Maddie Ziegler, Hanway Films, 14 Jan. 2021.
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(Poem 209 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
One person’s junk is
another person’s treasure,
or so I’ve been told by those
who love garage saling.
Hunting for a steal is
the name of the game;
if you’re brave enough to play,
you might just get hooked.
A hover board for free,
though no way to charge it.
Harry Potter jelly beans,
if you like the taste of vomit.
Bring a wad of cash;
dollar bills are the best.
Don’t be shy about haggling;
your prize will be the experience.
@Home Studio – 209th poem of the year (My granddaughter Queen Charlotte went garage saling with my Great Aunt Eva, who is the real garage sale queen.)
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(Poem 208 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
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Sitting in the eye of the storm
while the world flies past
outside the windows of this
steel box protective casing,
heart races, sinews solidify
to the point of intense shaking,
and nothing but this fixed point
matters because precious life
rests in that axis and the
breath that was held is finally
released into the stillness that
settles after spinning out.
@Home Studio – 208th poem of the year
Runner ups for the Spinning Out photos to accompany my poem:
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