I wrote more than 31 poems this month – at least one per day. I hope to write one each day for the rest of the year. Some days I must force them out, other days they flow with my emotions; often several. It seems I do my best work when emotionally unstable and I just spew my voice and my words onto the paper. Technically, they are not quite tidy, but the color splashes feel so good.

My January list follows as either titles or topics.

1. The Dark Random Universe
2. Scout (my daughter’s dog is named Thor, but I like Scout better)
3. A poem about a tractor
4. Brainless True Believers (I was/am pissed)
5. Old man goes for a swim (not me, but his name is Bill)
6. The feel of the pool (me in the water)
7. A poem about writing
8. Not belonging (how it feels)
9. The goodness in badness
10. The F Word (I know some of you love it as much as I do)
11. A Tough Momma’s Boy
12. The Greatest Sin (published on blog)
13. Benched (also published)
14. Companionship reality
15. Free People
16. Turkey and Turks
17. As it was (published)
18. Golf Carts (they are everywhere here)
19. Cats (I like dogs, too. But cats intrigue me.)
20. Walking (I do it virtually every day)
21. Undisclosed (political bitching)
22. Born into a smoking world
23. Stormy (weather or person?)
24. Suicide
25. Meaning in Life
26. The Contemplative Atheist
27. No Dog in the Fight
28. The Cancer Closet
29. Time and Life
30. Climate Collapse
31. Today (in a Carpe Diem sense)

Look both ways, back at January (Winter), forward to March (Spring).
Mind the gaps, and happy Imbolc, St. Brigid’s, or ground hog day.
It’s all February to me.