a poem every day prompts 2023

it took a blade every day…

from half-empty, partly cloudy to half-full, partly sunny. 

on the green, ink from the grass 

turned inside out and upside down,

dripping from the spine, gravity by the book.

screaming do-it-yourself, two for DIY

layer upon layer of sentences, a beginning with no end

in sight insight site cite the infinite. 

fill the prompts with infill

in the palm of your hand signs with meaning

impossible to calculate with only your fingers,

repeat backward. repeat after me, 

back in bedlam uproariously running around in the chaos that is 2023, 

confusion knuckles down. 

water in every form waters down rain, nothing is dying on the vine.

this year ends in the glitter of absurdism.

nothing is better left unsaid.

what is the remedy for counteracting evil vice,

when you are born to kvetch?

melt into the furniture with constant kindness

and the funk will evaporate like the sun melts ice.

cover me sick of it all, sick of the covers.

cover and stir!

crazy rust was rewritten in the whys and why nots. Rust for AI,

a new world order finds the axis of the world.

the token kept a reasonable distance.

scratch and slither from dark matter into the grass,

yield, give way to the arguments, the demands, the pressure, yield to the land

so the blade can carve 

the poet…