Lots of changes around me lately. More to come I suspect.
Evolving Environment
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Day 309: The Secret of Sharks
Feeling slightly Seussical this morning and reflecting on a lesson that I recently relearned.
The Secret of Sharks
Day 287: Changes
Change is inevitable and several are occurring right now in my life. All good to be sure. But change is not something we as human beings are particularly good at embracing, is it? Thinking on that this morning.
Changes
Day 139: Exhumed
Was sick yesterday and watched a lot of crime shows when I wasn’t passed out. Between that and Halloween coming up this poem is the result…
Exhumed
Day 137: Drizzle
It’s so easy to fall off the horse.
I had some technical difficulties with my phone, which I think has since been corrected (fingers crossed), and it snowballed into poetry procrastination and before I knew it… Well, the thing about falling off the horse is that you can get back on. Unless you break something. Then maybe go to a hospital first.
Anyway. The dog needed to go out early this morning to take care of his business and we got caught in some mildly chilly drizzle, which inspired today’s poem.
By the way, I didn’t stop writing poetry entirely while I was off that horse, so those pieces will be shared soon.
Drizzle
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 254: Overturned Overture
No idea where this came from but I think I like it.
Overturned Overture
Day 244: Little Things
Today was a day of many small victories coming together for a greater whole.
Little Things
Day 241: Mosquito Kiss
Definitely not one of my better poems.
Yesterday was not my first time having to put a dog to sleep, but it was my first time being on the other side as an assistant.
Mosquito Kiss
Day 239: Sensory Overload
Lots of news. Some of it good. Some of it heavy. Some of it personal. Some of it not even related to me. Lots of new experiences–some exciting and some not. It’s all happening at once because that’s just how life is sometimes and I am reminded of the phenomenon of sensory overload. You literally black out because there is too much information for the mind to process happening all at once. I’ve not blacked out and I’m not in bad shape, but I am definitely processing and adjusting. To clarify–that’s a good thing. Life is about new information and experience and change. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t all add up fast when it comes at you all at once.
Also, this is the first poem in the new poetry notebook! Not sure if I’m pleased with it but that’s part of the process too.
Sensory Overload
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