Slice of Life/Day in a Poem (Day 24): March Morning Rain

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day  …  You write, too.)

March morning,
soaked in rain;
reminders, again,
of Winter’s descent
and Spring’s steady gain;
the wet sloshes
emerging buds
of flowers finding
root, in soil:
a change, ordained

Peace (in raincoats and umbrellas),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Poem (Day 23): Broken String

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day  …  You write, too.)

Another broken string,
singing the guitar
in pain, and here
I am, fretting the sound
on knotted neck,
playing the role of Luthier,
once again

Peace (sounding it out),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Poem (Day 22): Heron In Flight

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day  …  You write, too.)

On the way up
to take in the sky,
my eyes notice
the Great Blue Heron,
a floating apparition
shadowed by cloud
on its way towards water

Peace (in the noticing),
Kevin

 

Slice of Life/Day in a Poem (Day 18): Knotted Fingers

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day  …  You write, too.)

My eyes follow the line
of wine vines, a skeleton
crew of knotted fingers
on an elevated farm road,
future grapes not yet
flowered for the season;
this cold still lingers

Peace (on the ride home),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Poem (Day 17): Oak Tree Respite

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day  …  You write, too.)

Half in shadow –
half in light,
the black oak tree
bends forward as if
to hold back
the coming night,
as we sit at its roots:
restful, solemn, quiet

Peace (in the moment),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Poem (Day 16): Playscape Observations

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day  …  You write, too.)

Winds push uneven swings
forward on rusty grooves,
grinding to a music of metal
etched on metal;

a slide, half-attached on hinge
and bent at an awkward angle,
one leg completely collapsed;

monkey bars, dangerous
to even look at from this angle,
thin and rusted through:

This long-abandoned
sculpture of play, mottled blue,
at rest in a neighbor’s yard

Peace (in observation),
Kevin