About my current progress on a 56 book challenge for 2017… 12 authors taught me little things, From how em-peror penguins sing, To the fine art of flourishing, And how to play in stocks. About life after civil war, And how to trick our tastebuds sure, And all I did in this galore, Was side…
Tag: happy
428. Smokin’
About when it’s so cold that your breathe comes out like smoke.. I was bambino, the cold wrapped us one, I used to find joy, and it used to be fun, To puff out my breathe, From my cold little head, With an O shaped lip-spread, Fake puffed Malboro Red. (Photo – Eli Woodbine,…
405. Gravitation
2016 has been a year filled with divisive and hateful rhetoric. But we mustn’t let it quell our lust for love. My musical partner and I have been working on the following song, ‘Gravitation’, for at least a year now and wanted to release it at the dawning of 2017, as a message of love…
401. Read
About my reading goal, to read at least 56 books in 2017… The library is paved in gold, Or so I’m told, By women, men, Who’ve picked the pen, And done what I must do. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)
400. Unflinching
About hitting 400 consecutive days of poem writing… Twenty sixteen, Has been somewhat lean, On good news, much deaths, And abounding depress, Yet, at 400 days, My roll is supreme, Which as loopy and crazy, And as odd as it seems, I’ve been doing this once, After every sleep, I’ve been penning my thoughts, Since…
399. Apathy
About the sad way many of us are taught to live.. Someone’s prob-ly dying somewhere, Is there something else that’s true? Maybe, almost maybe, But there’s nothing I can do. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)
394. Envy
About some people’s reaction to me stopping drinking alcohol… ‘Oh good for you’, condescending, Behind my back, apprehending, My shadow, for being, Just that little bit too close. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)
385. Play
About finding time to play… Work is here, It’s work, it’s clear, That work, It must be done, sincerely, Now, And always now. Or take a day? To deviate, And play? Placate, The urge to run away? (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)
384. Gents
About beards… There’s not so many places, gents, Where an extra spruce of bristly bush, Is not just fine, it’s good. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, U.K., 2016)
383. Outsider
About our peculiar existence… Outsiders, that’s all that you are, You don’t see me, For me. Yet, do I seem to be untrue, As am I outside… You? (Photo – Eli Woodbine, London, 2016)
382. Age
About my birthday (which happened recently)… Age is such a strange affair, It adds some ridges, Takes some hair, Expands gut, A triste affair, Until you know it’s not. For age is but a body thing, And what we are is more than this, As age is just a body thing, We are always young….
381. Twinkle
About these beautiful Christmas lights in London… A splash of simple seasons joy, Extracted from the dusty box, Proudly now deployed. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, U.K. , 2016)
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