EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Friday, January 8, 2016
rugose
weathered hands
lay upon the sheet
rugose like a mountain range
spotted like the shadows of clouds
as time ticks by
in the beep beep beep
of medical modernity
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