morning poems

July 11, 2026

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the writing this morning is coming along
slowly

i’m writing at a fine pace
but my brain is having a hard time catching up
and accepting the words i’m
placing down

i don’t feel slow
i feel
segmented

the fingertips will make a decision
and the brain won’t get involved
until the eyes finally look and read
and then the brain says
“hell no”
and we start all over again

with new words
new topics
new fingertips leading this time

how am i supposed to get morning poetry done
in these conditions?

April 19, 2026

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one more
just for funzies
just for writing
just for clearing out the
cobwebs in my brain
one more
just for doing something
just for getting writing out
just for waking up my whole self
before it slowly drifts away
one more
just for excuses
just for habit-forming
just for habit-breaking and re-making
one more
just for me
just for a reader i’ll never see
just for the universe to know
i wrote
one
more
poem

March 22, 2026

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i’m not getting out what i want to get out
this morning

[but the problem with having
a writing practice
of trying to get things out
in the morning
is that sometimes
you’re only half awake
and half aware
of the things that actually need to be stated/written/gotten
out

so sometimes you just have to write
about the fact that the writing
just isn’t doing it this morning
and hope that makes something come out]

December 12, 2025

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i wonder
if i whiled away my morning hours
finding the rhymes
and alliterations with time,
if i’d feel more
connected/
more a part of/
more in line
with my silly morning poems —

if i seriously sat still
thinking of the perfect line
the perfect rhyme
the perfect kind of poem to
express
and impress
and decompress
and perhaps then
i’d force my poems on others

[but, as it stands now, i can only make that happen
for like half to two thirds of a full poem,
and then i let go the pretense, and get back to the words
that just make sense
with my morning brain]

November 30, 2025

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a poem
to center
not distract

a poem
to wake up
not relax

a poem
to get the brain
the body
the mind
the soul
going

a poem
to bring me into
this world
this day
this moment of time
into
maybe even
myself

a poem.

October 23, 2025

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this vibe
of music
of cello and piano and drum
of experimenting with the strings
and riffing on the keys
and the steady, floating and capturing beat underneath
is exactly the vibe i need
for this morning

[let’s hear it for modern jazz]

October 15, 2025

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my morning poetry feels both so unimportant
and even more important
for these four weeks

unimportant
in the grand scheme of things
but important
to keep my word
to myself
and continue this challenge
amongst so many other challenges

because i am nothing if not
a stubborn little goose