January 30, 2021
Inspired by Eddie Izzard and his month of marathon-a-day runs, I decided to do a poem-a-day during the month of February. I began a little early. Here is what I have so far:
January 28
I french braid my hair-
sip the last bit of creamy warm coffee
morning light emerges
emerging heart
Traveling spirit out of the hopeless night
Step out the door.
January 30
7:30 am, the light comes around the long dark month
closing the final square on the calendar
Driveway sheen reflects the neighbors new bright outdoor lights
Soon I'll pull on the black compression socks,
new running shoes lock my front door,
step into the cold air
Begin the lope,
try for landing on the toe joints
find the dirt at the edges of pavement
step, step, step into morning.
January 31
Out of the scary night I wake
from under the 4 layered bed I make
At 7 the light from ink to gray
A slow turn now to Sunday
7 to 8 I write by the fire
8:15 slip on outdoor attire
shoes mud crusted , although new
Other runners, just a few
Breath winter air, chill and wet
Never fast, but grateful yet.
February 1
The morning starts with my teacher's voice
On a screen, other faces in the gallery
My tree, through the west window meditation tree
My teacher reads a poem, then plays our refuge song
A fine start to Black History Month The month of my birth.
