the calm before
the storm before
the carnage before
the healing before
the learning before
the calm
poem a day
October 4, 2023
singing and dancing
and puppy walking
and cleaning
and not much eating
and a little less sleeping
and still some pining
when one kip’s away
the other kip will
try to play, but not do too great…
October 3, 2023
yesterday’s worries
turn to today’s realities
and mostly we feel silly
for so damn much anxiety
October 2, 2023
the dying sinuses
of the colder weather
last week
the residual sinus headache
as the weather warms once more
this week
i am no longer a human person,
i am simply a conglomeration
of inflamed nasal passages
affected by temperature
October 1, 2023
i can’t concentrate today
at least not on the creative aspects of me
maybe it’s a good day
to just
rest
[if i can allow myself
simply
to be]
September 30, 2023
September flew by
in a matter of seconds
days filled with
stress and driving
and planning and writing
and arriving
in time to say goodbye
and the weeks between now and back then
feel like blips
made of minutes that took forever
and this whole month
took no time at all
September 29, 2023
(do i still need to approach each day’s poetry
with the goal of 300 full words?
have i gotten over my weird breaks in my routine?
am i still recovering from skipping
or am i finally free
to do whatever
pleases me)
(and is a 300 word goal
a pleasure
or a prison-box?)
September 28, 2023
an attempt at a poem-to-do-list:
-i don’t really know what to do
-how to write down what needs to be done
-it’s like in school where there was so much, it just melded into my mind
-and created a kind of static
-of overwhelming
-things
-to do
-to do
-to do
-so i did none of them
-so i did nothing
-and instead relied on television
-and podcasts
-to block out all thoughts
-not because it was inconvenient
-or because i didn’t want to face the reality
-but because it was literally too much
-for one human brain to handle
September 27, 2023
find your home place
of bookish nerd
and weirdo theatre kid
don’t shy away from folks
who don’t see you
as the 9-year-old you are
but show them
instead
how to connect with their own inner child
they may have forgotten
or abandoned
long ago
September 26, 2023
within my attention span
of music and words
and thoughts and patterns
and tiny details
and big big forests
i either see everything
or a static-y crumble of nothing
there is no in-between
kipventures 