Poem a Day - Poem 3

Lyrics confusing my poetry
Losing, lost
Lost
Dry snow blowing away my regret
Cold air freeze-drying aged thoughts
Groceries
Later, every day, something needs fixing
Earlier, every day, things need putting away
Things need sorting through
Things need ignoring
Things are grievously, obviousment
Misunderstood
Don't know
But
Wild turkeys are jumping for crabapples
Pay attention!

Poem a Day - Poem 2

Sweeping a room till it's empty
Editing until nothing left but
bare branches
cold, clear air
feet pounding
questioning pain
the reality of pain
confections disappoint
corrections satisfy
retreat brings anxiety
but also
appreciation

Poem a Day - Poem 1

Nineteen times I have gone down
There
To see the shining red
And drink the dust of penguins
And laugh at melting ice and
And
Feel the snow turn to
Feed lots
And eat the bread and
Feel the sawdust
Burn my sweater and
Cry tears of no laughter
And turn the tv station to
Red
and
and
Question the brown wood counter because
No one is reading this anyway
Semipublicly
Publish
Rubbish
Boy this is bad
Bad poetry
Bad listening
Lifting weights is easier in space
In the vacuum where
Blasts are unheard but scene
Changing in the middle of multiple soliloquies
Ruminating fumarates
Temperature control laugh laugh
Transcript of bullshit
Murals of boosterism
Roosterism
Listerine
Qualifying
Statements