I accepted two challenges recently
FOR PURELY SELFISH REASONS
ONE: Write  Fifteen Poems in 9 days
TWO: Write 30 poems in 30 days.          .         .
W                H               Y
for me
it’s a form of meditation
of connecting
Me to ME
both reading and writing
p  o  e  m  s
so for these remaining four Friday’s
I’ll POEM You
Scary
waking up in a Robert Frost poem
that promises miles to go
while I’m trying to walk out of an inner forest
that’s dark and deep
robbing me of more sleep than a
Bank robber with a combination to the vault
on a deserted Sunday night
Feeling out of Season
Season’d
in a Season is unseasonally strange
gyping you
unless you love the surprise of
unopened gifts on Christmas’s  in July
All ways inspiring an
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
begging for a welcomed
not-always-in-season’d
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh