If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn. ~ Charlie Parker
This is one of my quick haiku poems, written over coffee as I start my day, using a one word prompt. This morning, it was waterfall. Then I made my way to the DS106 Daily Create, where an old prompt of mine from 2017 popped back into the mix, about the Laws of Robots by Asimov.
Peace (at sunrise),
Kevin
Two CLMOOC friends — Kim and Sheri — were referenced for this morning’s Daily Create poetry prompt, about sunshine.
Peace (with our faces turned skyward),
Kevin
This, from a prompt this morning.
Peace (whispering it),
Kevin
Outside, a man on the one-wheel gyro
plays his guitar, the amplifier on his back
cranked up to something close to heaven
as he cruises city streets
Inside, a man hunches over the Grand,
communing quietly with chords, his fingers
gracing the keys, as the bass and drums
follow his musical lead
This poem is sort of for Open Write, but I did not follow the directions.
Peace (and sound),
Kevin
The prompt for the first of the weekend’s Open Write was to consider a place and its name as inspiration for a poem. I mulled over the town of Peru, west of me, which is just this little tiny place of forests. I don’t know how it got its name.
Peace (in Peru),
Kevin
Peace (in the morning),
Kevin
The word “roots” was the prompt for this morning’s haiku.
Peace (sometimes unseen),
Kevin
This was the final prompt for VerseLove — a reflection poem. I thought about the gap in the month when I was away and did not write each morning.
Peace (and poems),
Kevin
This, from a prompt at VerseLove, and with a reference to the host’s cats.
Peace (and playfulness),
Kevin
