One more day
until my life welcomes
Work back in the routine,
the balance re-introduced.
Time to create a life
filled with writing and books,
With some yarn craft
along the way.
Hopefully.
10/09/2019
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Wednesday, October 9, 2019
Monday, September 23, 2019
Answers
It has been weeks
since I've last visited
My family
in Paterson, and
I'm curious as to
how my grandparents
Are doing, wondering
if my niece
Is having good
school experiences.
In a few days
I will find out
All the answers.
09/23/2019
since I've last visited
My family
in Paterson, and
I'm curious as to
how my grandparents
Are doing, wondering
if my niece
Is having good
school experiences.
In a few days
I will find out
All the answers.
09/23/2019
Monday, September 16, 2019
Day After Day
Day after day the thread
is woven with each
Cautious loop and chain,
my hands moving in a pace
To strengthen my wrist,
in order to craft once more,
Each morning the speed
slightly quickens, yet
The need to build my strength
tops quickness, so one day
I can crochet seamlessly
once more.
09/16/2019
is woven with each
Cautious loop and chain,
my hands moving in a pace
To strengthen my wrist,
in order to craft once more,
Each morning the speed
slightly quickens, yet
The need to build my strength
tops quickness, so one day
I can crochet seamlessly
once more.
09/16/2019
Saturday, May 4, 2019
Nearly a Year
It's been nearly a year.
My creativity only carries
through in small
passages,
Refusing to go beyond
a full page.
It could be due to several reasons:
exhaustion, laziness, disinterest.
The question hung over me
day after day,
Until last night, while seeking
a poem to share;
A lengthy one, unlike the limitless
short form pieces I keep.
I notice the last time I wrote
a poem with length
Was back in August, while
grieving over my friend's loss.
Emotions flowed
over the page that day,
My written words expressing
the anguish my voice could not.
She always encouraged me
to create, to write, to share.
Her absence has been felt
each passing day.
I eventually found a piece
to share last night:
A poem about friendships,
and the sudden shifts in life.
It felt so good to share again.
I feels so good to write again.
05/04/2019
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