#30poems30days: space

space

The next time
Someone says
Give me space
You’re in my space
I need space

Just remind
That person
Of the time
We were forced to
Be alone
in our own space
To be
In isolation
From everyone
And everything
That makes your everyday
feel normal

And if they
Insist upon
Being apart

Tell them
You know how to
Social distance
With the
Best of them

Dueces

©ivywriter

#NaPoWriMo #30poems30days March Madness

March Madness

They might as well have said
that March was canceled
Because that’s what I heard
When they announced
There would be no basketball
No basketball
Those were the words that echoed through the college campuses, the dorm rooms, the high school gyms, living rooms, and sports bars
around the world.
So no sweet sixteen
No final four
no watch parties
Or wagers being placed on
Your favorite teams
March always comes in like a lion
But this time
It came in
Like a giant rhinoceros
With social distancing
And excess hand washing
This virus
This 100 year plague
Has turned our every day lives
Upside down
And forced us all
into a new world order
A new world
Where sports is
No longer king
No longer a priority
And no longer important
And I don’t even
Like basketball
Really not many sports
To begin with
But I’m very much
A fan of tradition
And giving kids
A chance
At a last hurrah
A final dance
A final prom
If you will
But no basketball in March
Is like
Telling everyone
With a birthday in the month
That they were never born
Its as if all the scores,
All the stats, all the records broken
Never existed
When you tell us
There will be no
March Madness

Two Directors Named John

Two Directors Named John. 4/30/19

Two directors named John. In #the80s and #the90s, there were movies. One for you. One for me. Two for you, Two for me. Until there were a multitude of stories on film told from very different yet similar perspectives. #JohnHughes spoke to us about suburban white. #JohnSingleton spoke to us about black hood. Both rang true to one experience or another, while staying true to their own unique identities, impacting all youth growing up in an era of 80s yuppie prosperity, and 90s drive bys and death, leaving us wondering, whatever happened to those characters, those fictional people, who we knew all too well as real life. RIP to our innocence.

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#PoemADay #30Poems30Days #AprPAD #WritersDigest, Today’s Theme: Reason

The national poetry month challenge is supposed to be for 30 straight days of writing poetry, however, in true fashion, I have fallen off and wittled my writing down to Wednesdays as my days get busy. So in an effort to at least stay on track, here’s this week’s contribution.  Today’s theme from the Writer’s Digest website is:  Reason

and the greatest of these 

the reason I love
God told me I had no choice
love is the best commandment

stack of love wooden blocks

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#PoemADay #AprPAD #WritersDigest today’s theme: lucky number

7 times 7  (April 8,2019)

Not a round number
but meaningful
nonetheless
I was born in 73
7 plus 3 is 10
10 minus 3 is 7
what does that mean?
nothing at all
I made it up
but the outcome
is still 7
I worked at my last job
for 7 years
I was initiated
into my sorority
in 2007
and I was the 7th person
in line
again
means nothing
but in my head
it gives me motivation
hope
and solace
that there is something
beyond me
when God
for some reason
continues to
bestow
not luck
but grace
upon me
in the form of
the infinite
number 7

gray chain on orange surface

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