Day 218: “Stupid is a Sense of Humor”
There’s beauty in the stupid
The silliness
I don’t want to lose the joy
of the silliness
of life
So let me watch “Barb and Star Go to Vista Del Mar” for the 47th time
And pour one out for Trish
Day 218: “Stupid is a Sense of Humor”
There’s beauty in the stupid
The silliness
I don’t want to lose the joy
of the silliness
of life
So let me watch “Barb and Star Go to Vista Del Mar” for the 47th time
And pour one out for Trish
Day 217: “Cheer Up”
Sad days
Can be made better
By playing “Jolene”
And singing to your cat
Day 216: “Unrealistic Expectations”
No one knows anything
So why do I expect myself
To know everything
Day 215: “Co-Author”
If you ever need a laugh,
Ask your partner for help
I said my brain was tired and I needed help
coming up with today’s poem
Please enjoy this poem à la Jeremy
“It’s bright outside
It makes me light
inside
So much that I can glide
And that also gives me pride
This is the best poem ever
You couldn’t even pull it with a lever”
It did make me laugh
It did make me smile
But perhaps poetry really isn’t for everybody
“You know you really shouldn’t talk about yourself like that”
Day 214: “Speck of Hope”
I saw a speck of hope today
I picked it up
Held it close
I never want to lose that speck
So I’ll dress it up
Give it a name
And tuck it in my pocket
To be my shine on a cloudy day
Day 213: “Early Night”
I swore I’d go to bed earlier today
I swear I swore I did
But I got home from work
Had to decompress
And hours later
My pink finger had a dent
from holding my phone
And my thumb was sore
From scrolling
Then I got it back on track
I planned
I cooked
I worked out
Then I had to shower
Get ready for bed
By the time I laid down
To write this poem
It was after 1 am
While definitely not an early night
I guess that’s early in the day
I swear I’ll try again tomorrow
Day 212: “Indignant in the Face of Grief”
The more I know that death is part of life
It seems I’m more resistant
I don’t want to say goodbye
Don’t want to lose
To have lost
I want them all here
Everyone
Back and happy
And alive
Why is that too much to ask?
Day 211: “Snoring Kills the Creative Buzz”
Sometimes I can’t think
When my boyfriend is snoring
Now is one of those times
And the unfortunate result
Is this poem
Day 210: “Freedom”
They say comparison
makes you feel like shit
Well, that’s not exactly the saying
I’m paraphrasing
I’ve been a bit stuck
And a bit jealous
of what others have accomplished
What freedom they have
Financial
Creative
And otherwise
I’d love to have the freedom to do whatever I want
Be whoever I want
Like truly
Wouldn’t we all?
Why can’t we have that?
What do we have to do to have that?
I’m actually asking
Because, believe me,
I’m trying
Day 209: “The Need to Release”
You can’t escape
The need to feel
Can’t suppress
Ignore
Move on
It will bubble up somewhere
Escape
Blow things up
You have to sit
Feel
Experience the pain
I know it hurts
I really do
But it hurts worse
When it bursts
In ways we didn’t plan