Roxann Harvey-Lawrence – Page 2 – The Poetry Marathon

Hour 14 (Bed Calling)

Thought I got it all sorted
Guess the best is yet to come
For my bed keeps calling
Never felt this way before
now I know there is always a first

Bed keeps calling
I need to run away from such temptation
Listing all the woes of the bed
let ,e retire now

Hour 13 ( Happy Day)

Its been a wonderful day
Poetry Marathon is on fire
Lets dig deep
Get the coffee mug out
Bring in pen and paper
Lets get at it
11 more hours to go

Hour 12 (Tried and True)

Feeling Blue sticking like glue
Mountains high with rivers wide
Drifting in a new line
Thinking about tomorrow
Believing how to follow.

HOUR 11 ( Poem about laughter”)

How do you know
You must love it to do it
It feels great when happen

It feels awesome
It shows love
and at times cannot be controlled

It loves people
Always bring a sense of comfort
making all feel light

It averts dangers
it has a seductive feel
and enjoyed by all

It has the ability
to takeover a gathering

Hour 10 (Left Behind)

Didnt realize how fast the time goes
Only to realize
I am behind
Nevertheless I will do my best.
Poetry is a must.

Hour 9 ( Future Reflections)

Just a glimmer
The light is yet to born
Preparing for tomorrow
When yesterday is gone

When will the light be present
When truths will be revealed
Will there be gladness
When those needs are healed

Many are the questions
Future promises bring
When sunlight shines through darkness
Birds begin to sing

This Future reflection
Beaming wonder, poise and grace
As you smell the beauty
Shone a bright smile on your face

Hour 8 ( Cooking Skills)

Cooking seafood is a treat
Making Lobster sweet
Dropping sauce
Sipping tequila
in a kitchen discrete.

Hour 7 (Bleak)

The lights are swirling
Round and round inside my head
The thoughts and darkness
Up my once retired head

Sorting through the garbage
All the rubbish left behind
better poetry writing
Is the best thing for me

Today I’ve been feeling
sightly unlike myself
Some days my mind is screaming
With images from my past

Depression is trying to come
But when I write at my best
The thoughts, the dreams
The feelings, the uneasiness

Discarding the old images of my past
Maybe just the thing I need
Cause lately I’ve been dreaming
And the pictures are looking bleak…

Hour 6 (Painted)

What is Painted
Wow its today
well its not fun for me
but fun for the patrons

Amusement and entertainment
Driven for the thrilling excitement
that is ignited amidst
The fun and fan fair.

Hour 5 (Insensitivity)

As I wrote my poem
A customer walked in
I responded politely to his request
He walked out
It sent a sense of insensitivty
That made me feel uncomfortable
Wow wonder if it was a >>>