So the purpose of this blog is to be a space to practice creativity. I am currently using it as a place to record a single, unedited poem for each day in 2019. While I attempt to write everyday, I may not actually post daily. Instead, I will post poems as they are completed, but one for everyday of the year. Not sure I can make it, but we'll see. It's fun to try regardless :)

Sunday, September 22, 2019

Poem: September 21, 2019

Blessings

Today was full of simple
and scattered pleasures:

Waking to find Sophie
already up.

Hearing Sophia and Ella
laughing together.

The smell of pancakes
and bacon

and the clatter of pans.

Dad waiting for me on
the porch.

Cutting cleats and shelves
for the basement with Dad,

and learning how to
cut the cleats at an angle
to make them disappear.

Painting the basement
walls with Riley,

cutting in the trim, sealing
gaps with painters caulk,

and admiring the
transformation that comes
with the gloss of paint,

the straight line where two
colors meet.

Trimming the fat from
a pork loin, and combining
flavors without a recipe-
apple cider vinegar, cumin,
bacon fat and beer.

The slow lingering smell
of the roast throughout
the day.

Showering away dust and
sweat. Lather.

Scrubbing the paint from
my knuckles and fingernails.

Listening to Bob Dylan and
Johnny Cash.

Gathering with my whole
family- Mom and Dad,
Kristen and Darrin, the kids.

Talking about the trip we
will take next Summer to
Paris and Rome.

Enjoying each item on
everyone's separate list.

Slow-sipping a rye Manhattan,
then uncorking the bottle
of red wine.

Eating pork tacos with
coleslaw and pickled red onion,
tomatoes and a squeeze of lime.

Settling in to watch the Irish
struggle, but not too much,
against another top ten team.

Then tallying the results from
this week's college picks,

no longer in first, but still
not in last.


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