443. Days 

About our constant need to adapt… Our cells are never same, From day to day,  Nor are, Our days. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017) 

432. Twelve 

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…

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,…

427. Snooze 

About faith… Love, when I snooze, I may have plenty to lose,  Senses closed to the view,  But knowing that I’m with you, I feel safe,  yes I do.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017) 

416. Hide

About how what you see is what you become…  I cast my eyes up,  Human pride, What’s seen outside, Grows in our hide. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017) 

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…

403. Steep

About the sunset from the library… The sky sits steeped,  A timeless precious tea, With rain, it’s released.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

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) 

396. Pain 

About how the answers are always found in facing the painful truth…  I threw caution to the wind, And it blew it back at me. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

395. Merge

About how art, creativity and reality merge…  Saw it,  Breathed it, Lived in you, I took that nothing, And painted truth. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)