A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 122

Day 122: “12 to 12”

I credit a lot of my newfound energy

To “12 to 12” by sombr

When I put it on,

I can’t help but wake up

I somehow become someone who likes doing the dishes

I dance around and groove

I can’t help myself

I think I’ll play it now

It’s 12 to 12 somewhere

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 121

Day 121: “Cold Hands”

I think I need to start wearing gloves

Every day

All the time

My hands are always cold

When my hands are cold,

My toes are cold

My arms are cold

And my head is cold

When my head is cold,

My shoulders are cold

My lungs are cold

And my heart is cold

All of me

is cold

If my hands are warm,

Maybe all of me could be warm again

I just don’t want to be cold

Any more

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 119

Day 119: “Movie Review”

Have you ever gone to a movie

Not knowing what to expect

I read the synopsis

But it was so not what I thought

I wanted to watch an unlikely love story

Connecting against all odds

Falling in love in an unlikely place

A story of perseverance

Growth

Resilience

Of seeing and being seen

Instead I saw a devolution

A chaotic, vengeful mess

Lord-of-the-flies-esque mania

A thirst for power

At the expense of everyone else

I didn’t hate it

I saw what the filmmakers were trying to do

I just don’t feel like it all worked

Next time I think I’ll just help myself by seeing a different movie

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 118

Day 118: “Ode to the Inventor of the Heating Pad”

I’d like to give the inventor of the heating pad

A gold star

A hug

My sincerest thanks

Your invention keeps me warm

Soothes me

Whisks me off to sleep

Acts as the most comfy bed for my cat

Thank you, thank you, thank you

I’m slightly sweaty

As I’m writing this

But my stomach cramps are gone

And I’m oh so cozy

You’re god’s greatest gift to earth

Although the real gift would be not having cramps at all