Poem #365b: How Could You?
I think about mother earth a lot. In fact, one of my resolutions for 2019 is to start doing kitchen composting and take our compost to the nearest commercial compost site as frequently as we have to. So I thought it would be fitting to end the year with a plea for our planet.
You know what I did. Also, I've got the year-end fizz. I'm mostly always line 2 and every other line and sometimes line 1 creeps in.
Poem #364: Repeat
It has come to my attention that I've messed up my count. I find that mess up both predictable and terribly amusing.
Poem #363: You Have a Place to GO
Poem #362: Newborn
Poem #361: Ambitious Pride
I'm trying real hard today and the second truth of Buddhism is feeling particularly true..."the root of all suffering is desire"...
Poem #360: Surrender
Poem #359: History
As a student of anthropology and a lover of literature, I'm often curious about how language passes along our histories.
Poem #358: Caught Red-handed
Poem #357: Family Game Night
Poem #356: Raise the BAr
Poem #355: Winter Fears
Poem #354: Solstice
Poem #353: Gene Expression
Poem #352: Just a Few Reasons
To negate all those reasons we come up with for self-loathing, here are some reasons to love yourself.
Poem #351: Learning Technology
I make a promise to myself to resist urges of complacency, to adopt new technology even when I think "what I have is already working" so that I may never wake up one day and realize the future's "email" technology is beyond my grasp. I see so many people who failed to adapt 20 years ago to a technology that was already widely embraced. As we approach 2020, I also promise to be patient with those who are starting to try because I will be them some day.
Poem #350: Super Smash
poem #349: Drink
I read this disturbing article today about our nations alcohol problem. Healing starts with awareness.
Poem #348: An Envelope of Feeling
Poem #347: Escapism
While I agree that humans need breaks and play, I also believe that it's easy to fall into a loop of constant gratification through escapism.
Poem #346: It's All Subjective
Poem #345: Protagonists Rejoice
Poem #344: Magma
Poem #343: Flotilla of Friendship
Poem #342: Worry
Creative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated humanist, MBA, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018 and 2020 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She's started a Patreon for 2023 where you can find her more recent work!