A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 142

Day 142: “Each Poem”


Each poem I write

Is a love letter to myself


It’s permission to explore

To dive deep

To be unapologetic

To be myself


It’s a chance to try something new

Write something new


To go back in time

To look to the future

All while being completely in the present


To escape into this moment

To know myself

To get to know myself


To have fun

Be fearless

Put myself out there

Be okay with putting myself out there


To be silly

Carefree

To learn to relax

Not take myself so seriously


Poetry is a magic wand

A powerful tool


I wonder who I’ll be when this is done

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 61

Day 61: “No Questions Today”


I’m going to try not to ask a question in today’s poem


I realized I do that often


As I’m thinking about what to write

I’m wondering

Questioning

And that wondering leads to something

And that something is a poem


But I want to challenge myself


No questions today!

Just writing


I guess I’m still inspired by questions

Just in a different way


What do you think of this questionless poem?

Dammit!

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 48

Day 48: “Process”


It’s interesting what gets left on the cutting room floor

I try to keep an open mind

Write from the heart


But sometimes


I just need to delete

And rewrite

And try again


I started today’s poem with

“I wish I was a witch

And sisters with Sandra Bullock”


Which I liked, but how do you follow that?

What do you write next?


Then I started a poem about gluttony

And that stopped right when it started for obvious reasons


Now

What’s left?


Something pretty meta

And I’m okay with that