would you look at that:
it’s almost as if life does
go on without you
64/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
Author: Cheney Meaghan
Single mom, writer, reader, all around good time.
B.D.
things I heard today
make me glad you are mine,
no rage, no drama,
we have settled into this
and it feels good to be here
63/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
dead eyes
sometimes I dream about you
and when I do
your black eyes always
haunt me through the day
your shark eyes
your dead eyes
I could never look at you
and feel like you cared
62/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
scrawling
I find it easier
to scrawl on a blank page
than to type on one,
but what does it matter
when you have a day
with nothing much to say
and even I am searching
for the meaning in the words?
(Because there has to be
meaning in the words.)
61/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
Bad Poetry
there are some things I
shouldn’t have committed to,
and yes, this is one
60/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
60 days in and I’m pretty disappointed in myself so far for mostly “copping out” in my own opinion with so many haikus and tankas, so, I’m going to try to do better.
