One poem every day for twenty-eight straight days this February. Suffice it to say, I’m in my Poetry Era. Alarm clock ringing loudly across the bedroom. 5:10 comes too fast. Kitchen light stings my eyes never really rested. The oven is set. Lunches packed, breakfast commences with groggy heads. Breakfast rouses all. 7:00, out the… Continue reading Dad’s Day in Haiku: A Dad Poem
