Modeled after "A Christmas Carol" aka "In the Bleak Midwinter" by Christina Rossetti, 1872 In the bleak midwinter Burning sun made blaze; Earth cracked dry as corpses; Water lost to haze; Snow forgotten; snow, what snow? Frozen brow and nose In the tundra of winter lost Long, long ago. Our charge, heaven entrusted, Earth could … Continue reading “In My Bleak Midwinter” – Day 8 of National Poetry Month
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“However Many” – Day 7 of National Poetry Month
However many years without a way to feel We’ll be alright However many years without That guiding light Morning after morning, here I cry Another day, another try However many nights of failing There’s always more However many people hurt There will still be more Morning after morning turns to night And forgiveness passes by … Continue reading “However Many” – Day 7 of National Poetry Month
“Headache” – Day 6 of National Poetry Month
Earplug and ibuprofen “But” “Oh” “Wait!” Blindfold and turn the light off “Clank” “Flick!” “Hey…” Now? Really? “Shuffle” “Step” “Step” “Creak” Two minutes… or twenty? “Flush” “Wash” “Gurgle” Blink. Searing. Screaming. Shredding. Maybe one more glass of water? Send an email. Write a poem. Close your eyes until this day (or life) is over. April … Continue reading “Headache” – Day 6 of National Poetry Month
The Favoring Wind 