Slice of Life/SmallPoems Day 8 (lost hours)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day Eight

Plant this lost hour
deep into the ground,
like a flower of hope
and bloom

The clockmaker remembers
only days of dark
and light

The poet forgets
the words discovered,
then writes

The father ponders
the moments, the child
now grown, gone

The teacher reaches
forever forward, faith
beyond

We’re in this yawning room,
pining, in mourning,
for the afternoon

Peace (moving forward),
Kevin

Slice of Life/SmallPoems Day 7 (underground artists)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day Seven

What comes to mind
when I see the mounds:

that scene in the movie
where the madman
dreamer sculpts mashed
potatoes, an unrelenting vision
of an alien visit

but these mounds are dirt,
tunneled debris, piled ankle-high
like volcanoes without the heat

these underground artists live
below in a place we can’t see,
small creatures working furiously
before spring

Peace (digging it),
Kevin

Slice of Life/ SmallPoems Day 6 (human lampposts)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day Six

like driving
through freeze-frame;
I’m the only thing
in motion on this
short city street — I tally
five men, two women
head-bent over phones,
rooted human lampposts
with a dull shine glow

Peace (looking alert),
Kevin

Slice of Life/ SmallPoems Day 5 (classroom voice)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day Five

“I thought it’d be boring
but it’s not,” he says,
sounding surprised,
and a bit too loud

But maybe, today,
he speaks
for the crowd

working to invent words
that never existed,
using only some rules,
imagination, choice

his public exclamation,
a song inside the
noise

Peace (in schools),
Kevin

Slice of Life/ SmallPoems Day 4 (election edition)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day Four

The first face I meet
greets me warmly,
a neighbor as a host of
an Election Day gathering

I’m led to the volunteers
at tables, situated at seats,
rolls of residents on paper,
fingers along city streets

Two sheets — national and
local —and a black marker for
coloring the oval, dark
please, I’m reminded,
shaded beneath

then its a play in reverse,
the machine opens its mouth
to feed on my forms,
and we’re biding goodbyes,
voting complete

Peace (in the booth and beyond),
Kevin

Slice of Life/ SmallPoems Day 3 (reading time)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day Three

Figures prone, as if
exhibits in a museum,
a gathering of stories
and words in hand

with not a breath of voice;
each mind’s alive
with what’s unfolding
inside the bound texts

If you could listen,
the inner working
might reveal cacophony,
a multitude

but here, in the classroom,
through this window,
it’s a comfortable quiet,
a sustained silence

Peace (books have it),
Kevin

Upon Request: A Found Poem for CLMOOC

poetryport submission requestsAs the last days of February’s Poetry Port project for CLMOOC were winding down, I saw my friend Greg sharing a poem in which he echoed his own daily poems throughout the month. That inspired me to go into the spreadsheet where people were requesting poems from CLMOOC poets and work on a found poem of phrases and words and ideas from their submissions.

You can read the found poem here. But I also turned it into a video …

Peace (flowing through),
Kevin

 

Slice of Life/ SmallPoems Day 2 (dog sounds)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day Two

The dog breathes
in then out, and
out then in, his
slumber, deep

as my wife
reminds me,
so often do I,
a conductor
waving a baton

in rhythmic sleep

Peace (good dog music),
Kevin

Slice of Life/ SmallPoems Day 1 (snowflake)

(I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge via the Two Writing Teachers site.  Slice of Life is the idea of noticing the small moments. I have been a participant for many years and each year, I wonder if I will have the energy to write every day. This year, I am going to try to coincide it with my daily poetry writing, and intend to compose small poems on small moments. We’ll see how it goes …)

Day One

I’m looking
as she’s reaching,
fingertips for the solitary
snowflake,

a floating apparition
in the early
Springtime sun,

but then it’s gone
before we even notice
what it is
we were watching
when we were watching
this

a trace of hope;
a lover’s kiss

Peace (and poems),
Kevin

CLMOOC: A Month of Poems

All month, I’ve been writing poems each morning to a theme via CLMOOC’s Poetry Port — a project designed to spread collaboration and support through various networks. Along with the daily writing, a number of us were writing poems for others — sometimes as unexpected gifts and sometimes for the recipient’s request. The Thinglink above is my curation of my own poems, some via audio and some via text.

Today, the last day, the daily poem theme was not Farewell, but instead, Welcome.

My poem:

Every Exit
infers an Enter

it all depends
upon your frame
of mind

Welcome, then,
to the poem’s
end

Peace (pass it along),
Kevin