Friday, November 30, 2018

raindrops
keep
falling
on
my
head
to
the
time
of
my
windshield
wipers

Thursday, November 29, 2018

I
drank
a
small
sherry
we’re
never
suspicious
in
the
summer
months

Wednesday, November 28, 2018

we’d
get
behind
his
car
and
push
while
he’d
throw
it
into
second
gear

Tuesday, November 27, 2018

some
of
the
clouds
were
moving
some
of
them
not
the
sun
shone
between
them

Monday, November 26, 2018

a
perfect
steam
arose
from
my
tea
I
felt
my
seat
at
the
table

Sunday, November 25, 2018

white
sun
white
moon
fighting
over
my
love
like
two
siblings
rivaling

Saturday, November 24, 2018

the
moon
sun
was
white
fog
today
bright
white
fog
that
I
can’t
get
over

Friday, November 23, 2018

she
married
a
werewolf
in
a
cherry
orchard
then
a
shark
ate
her

Thursday, November 22, 2018

I
forgot
to
poem
and
it’s
the
feels
like
I
forgot
your
birthday

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

tireless
radiant
human
creating
energy
fields
with
her
hands

Monday, November 19, 2018

I
put
fresh
lavender
under
your
pillow
but
you
couldn’t
smell
it

Sunday, November 18, 2018

one
might’ve
thought
we
were
discussing
a
soap
opera
but
‘twas
my
childhood

Saturday, November 17, 2018

a
compass
alights
the
leaf
spins
another
web
a
peacock
is
born
blue
for
healing
the
psychic
mind
I
hope
to
see
the
coyote
again

Friday, November 16, 2018

leaves
hot
jazz
grand
symphony
moving
to
the
tune
of
the
leaf
blower

Thursday, November 15, 2018

burned
some
black
candles
washed
that
negativity
right
out
of
my
hair

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

the
dew
woke
me
I
sat
up
with
her
silence
her
dark
oh
lonesome
me

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

I
smoked
some
marijuana
and
looked
at
the
moon
and
looked
at
the
moon

Monday, November 12, 2018

I
wonder
what
they
did
on
his
birthday
does
he
sing
to
her
his
songs

Sunday, November 11, 2018

night
winding
through
the
rose
bushes
scratching
at
the
window
winter
come

Saturday, November 10, 2018

the
ghosts
I
left
behind
have
come
back
this’s
the
winter
I
keep
them
warm

Friday, November 9, 2018

I’m
just
trying
to
come
up
with
something
that
resembles
a
poem

Thursday, November 8, 2018

with
a
picture
of
my
great
grandmother
I
search
for
my
face
in
hers

Wednesday, November 7, 2018

handsome
boy
walking
down
the
street
in
denim
and
wool
denim
and
wool

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

the
squirrels
are
so
happy
for
nesting
little
nesting
squirrels
on
parade

Monday, November 5, 2018

I
have
scaled
these
city
walls
these
city
walls
only
to
be
with
you

- U2

Sunday, November 4, 2018

sometimes
it’s
hard
to
be
a
woman
giving
all
your
love
to
just
one
man

- tammy wynette

Saturday, November 3, 2018

to
dwellers
in
a
wood
almost
every
species
of
tree
has
its
voice

- thomas hardy

Friday, November 2, 2018

the
little
pink
and
orange
pigtailed
girl
that
drives
the
big
truck
past
my
house

Thursday, November 1, 2018

at
the
ofrenda
his
candle
burned
quicker
than
the
rest
it
figured