Day 29; Impact

Well, so much for every day! Definitely missed the boat on that. Went on vacation and forgot to prioritize my poetry and take into account travel days. That said, I’m back on the horse and feeling energized!

This is going to be an epic year.

Impact

Day 13: Contamination

Our puppy is sick with Parvo. It is a dangerous virus to puppies. Fortunately, she’s doing very well and is being treated by a loving support system of amazing people. Part of the recovery process is keeping her contained while she’s positive for the virus, so that she doesn’t risk getting anyone else sick. Hence today’s poem, late though it may be…

Contamination

2020; Day 1: Fresh Endings

Happy New Year!

Last year I set myself a goal to write a poem each day. To hold myself accountable to that goal, I established this blog. One poem a day for a year. A tall order.

I didn’t quite make it. Life happened, and with it changes, both good and bad, that made it hard to keep up with. I missed a few days, then those missing days snowballed and built up momentum. I didn’t add anything in December.

But I grew a ton! As a writer and a poet and as someone seeking to improve his self discipline, I grew. And with the conclusion of 2019 we usher in 2020 and once more I’m setting forth with the same goal. One poem a day, every day, for the entire year.

Wish me luck. Here I go!

Fresh Endings

Day 256 & Day 257: Iron Sharpens Iron, Backroads

Another two-for-one deal today. Yesterday’s poem was inspired by an offhanded text message my bride sent. Today’s by a conversation about traveling I had with my parents.

Iron Sharpens Iron

Backroads

Day 249 & Day 251: Bath to Bed, Stitches

Had to hurry to scribble Saturday’s poem down at the last minute before I forgot. The words came to me quickly and kept trying to slip away.

Bath to Bed

And today we’re back to the vet because the puppy got his cone off and tore his stitches.

Stitches

Day 235: Animal Clinic

My new job is as a veterinarian technician. So far I’m loving it. That said, there are some emotionally hard-hitting moments and patients. There are far more highs than lows, but those lows a little tough to process. Today’s poem is more for the sake of catharsis than anything else.

Animal Clinic

Day 229: Rhopalocera

Made it through my first week at my new job. So far everything is promising! I’m definitely not “flying” yet but I’m getting there. Any transition period is always tough.

Rhopalocera

Day 131: Burning Race

Big changes are occurring in my life. A few frustrating ones. Far more good ones. Hitting goals, adjusting goals, and learning the ebb and flow of this new life I have chosen to live. One of the biggest and most difficult of these lessons has been that success can be disorienting and that’s when it’s most important to get your feet under you and push forward.

Burning Race

Day 188: A Quiet Moment

Sometimes they are difficult to find. This is, I think, because quiet moments aren’t ever truly found: quiet moments are made.

A Quiet Moment

Day 167: Behind the Scenes

Happy Father’s Day! Here’s to all the fathers and father figures in our lives who have shaped us for the better and offered their support.

Here’s to you, Dad.

Today’s poem is an ode to not only fathers and father figures, but those countless individuals who make up our support systems. For those who are sources of stability and encouragement, who are constants in our lives and who will never get the appreciation or recognition they deserve. Thank you. This one’s for you wonderful people.

Behind the Scenes