Do not drop it

In a gang shower

They joke – but hope


Will help you wake

at 4am and actually

Want to get out of bed.


And will shrink

The amygdala

And let creation


And planning grow.

Flourish again.

Hope destroys


The Plague of Pessimism

She worked so hard

To spread around –


And infect each of us.

Hope the antidote;

Relearn to stand


At the front of a classroom,

Write on the chalkboard,

And teach in peace.


This is Poem #10 from the  Poem (almost) Everyday Project. These are second drafts of  pieces copied directly from my journal with minimal editing from their “vomit draft” state. Feel free to give useful critique.


Some of these  poems are quite  “cringe-worthy” but I’m publishing them here anyway. Let it suffice to say, there had been some very bad things happening for a lot of us at work, but we were on the cusp of action and change. This poem and others upcoming reflect this time of uncertainty.


Lady Diction’s Calendar

August 2018
« Dec   Sep »

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: