This Week in Poetry #11: Mar 11-17, 2020

1

pink skin
from the bath
my head is filled
with stardust—
bookworm

2

westering sun
casts hard shadows
on the overpass
they remind me
of broccoli

—march 11

3

breathing
the same air
as flowers

—march 12

4

this tiny
piece of the universe
licking my hand

(kitty)

5

i wish
some things
were as pretty
as their names
(coronavirus)

6

seed fluffs
drifting over
already parched grass

—march 13

7

morning sunlight
and the sweet smell
of oak leaves

—march 14

8

the world
rushing indoors
to reach outward
welcome
to hermit life

9

a run of
insomniac nights
chomping holes
in my words
what a pest

10

making tea
while sipping
coffee

—march 9

11

from nowhere
the mysterious scent
of soy sauce

—march 16

12

world on
lockdown, everywhere
green leaves

—march 9

13

old man
ripping up weeds
on public sidewalk

how dare
that spring green
break up the cement?

(quarantine)

—march 17

This Week in Poetry is an experiment in journaling through poetry, and sharing micro-moments of my life and writings, every week for a whole year. Thanks for coming along for part of the journey.


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Photo Credits
Top photo: Crystal de Passillé-Chabot
Bottom photo: Gerrie van der Walt