A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 141

Day 141: “Ginger Ale”


The mountains, the porch swing

The breeze as the sky gets dark


You come, scratch my back

Sit next to me

We look at the stars starting to become visible in the sky


We sit in silence

Admiring the beauty

The closeness


After a while, it’s cold enough that we go inside

Surprising for Arizona


You ask if you can get me anything

I think of all the treats and treasures here

Peanut M&Ms

Rice Krispies

Icebreakers


But I say, “Ginger ale, please”


You go to the other fridge

The one by the garage

And come back with two in hand


We sit on the couch, drinking ginger ale

and watching Shirley Temple


You scratch my back

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 100

Day 100: “100”


Today I hit a milestone

I’ve been reaching for


100 days of poems

Not consecutively, but that wasn’t my goal


My goal was to not get stuck in the black and white

The 0 to 100

The writing out of obligation


I wanted to write when I felt inspired

When I wanted to

Not because I had to to meet a quota


In that time

Those 100 days

I’m at a place now where I want to try to write daily

Not obligated to

But I want to try new things

I want to write about feelings

And situations

And songs

And movies

And my passions


It’s fun


I feel proud

Brave

Strong

Aligned

Loud

Excited


Cheers to 100 poems

And whatever the future holds

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 98

Day 98: “Painting”


Sometimes I think I could be a painter

I like to wet my brush

And see what I can create


I always start from something else

Usually an Albert Marquet painting

I like the nature

Mixed with European architecture


I see how well I can mimic


I take creative liberties

Usually on the colors

And dumbing down the design a bit

To something more in my wheelhouse


I have a lot of fun

And am almost always proud of the finished product

Even if my paintings look best when you’re standing far away

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 47

Day 47: “Inspiration”


I look out the window

See the sun shining through the clouds


I listen to new music

On repeat


I watch a classic romcom

And feel nostalgia flooding me


I lay down

After a busy day


I move my muscles

And stretch


I take the bus

And sit on a worn, weathered seat


I pet my cat

And cuddle up to her


I talk with my loved ones

And give tight hugs


I cook

Paint

Clean


I see beauty all around


I’m inspired