Poetry Category

Pandemic Poem #34

*originally written 7.2.20 Darby Dan training loop and Greenway trail, 5.52 Sometimes we learn things we have believed for decades to be untrue. Like the wiry, dry flowers lining highways in July are chicory, not cornflowers. (They are both blue) Or that friendships can grow and change and evolve through conflict into something new.

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Relationship Poem #1

A new relationship is all fun and games until it evolves into some fun and a few games at which point it can only become a former relationship of no fun and all games.

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Back-to-School* Pandemic Poem #2

originally written 9.2.20 *remote six a.m. and coffeecoffeecoffee to seven or eight post meridian Eyes glossy and bloodshot from the night before learning not how to slay aliens and other things But how to Zoom without crashing and burning and how do I know my eyes are glossy and bloodshot? Because Zoom tells me.

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By the Lake

By the lake in our rented cottage is when we were happiest Our noses burned pink  and freckled cheeks From racing down the beach In those sweltering sunny days of late July Made bearable by breezes That smelled of fish and fresh air That whipped our hair into knots And our Great Lake into white […]

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Pandemic Poem #38

In that space of knowing Something needs to be done But not knowing What it is What to do Where to go How to say it What to feel I lace my sneakers  And press the soles into soil softened  By an overnight rainstorm In that space of knowing  I should be writing  But not […]

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Instagram Poem #2

Do not be the concrete pier
anchored firmly in the mud
Do not be the path ahead
that falters in the flood

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Instagram Poem #1

Watch this! Spirit commanded with a shout
as sentient beings lumbered out
of their hibernations where
their skins had become pale and fair

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Instagram Poem #5

Sometimes we need to take
one step back
from the chaos
in the world
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Teacher Pandemic Poem #2

Our last class discussion
was devoted
to calming the fears
of eleven year olds

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Teacher Pandemic Poem #1

The children you want to send to my classroom

in the fall

are not

the same children who left my classroom

in the winter.

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