The Poetry Marathon

waves come crashing in again
the tide swelling within
breaking itself upon the stoney shore
feelings can linger there no more

the tide swelling within
drowning, my heart sinks
feelings can linger there no more
purging, to clear it again

drowning, my heart sinks
waves come crashing in again
purging, to clear it again
breaking itself upon the stoney shore

©2016 Amanda Potter

To each their own

I say

We all betray

creating the cliche

of the angst we carry

the blaming, the hurt

How do we heal?

Face it! You’ll deal.

Acceptance and responsibility

Is key

Creating motion, no longer frozen

in

Angst

©2016 Amanda Potter

My thoughts are wandering

all the words, I’m pondering.

the prompts, some challenging

the poetess is learning

New forms, and definitions

Here’s to posting, quick decisions

The sounds of music, echoing

while the pen is beckoning.

The marathon, my wrecking ball.

destroying my

cement communication wall.

The words, the truth

the stories, and the journaling proof

The volumes of

Emotions, and Memories

Demanding to be free

lying in the dark

Will it be the death of me?

Feeling the pull, guided by more

Sharing, my vulnerability

Learning the technology

Dedicating the time, to love my rhyme

Braving, the cold-hearted world.

Bringing comfort to someone

in time

Can I be that creative light?

The end to another’s plight

It’s healing love shared.

Words that heal and rhyme

it’s the poets time to shine

loneliness impart

How I’ve seen you grow,

almost four decades now.

Most of it, I care not

to understand

For it’s our undivided attention,

you demand.

Fading out, the human connection

yet

intertwining us, like never before

if you’ll look

you’ll find it all

Love and Hate

Laid out in your web

tracing the lives

we live

As I sit here waiting.

Anticipating the coming hours.

The next prompt. That births each one.

My nerves grating, my stomach aching.

My hands and body shaking.

The second hour in, I’m physically sick.

Headache approaches, in the third.

My mind teetering.

Taking the time, to get the words down.

Get them, to the people who need them.

The question lingers, who will read them.

Gone before dawn

It slinks away

Digging itself into the recesses

of earth, and self

Retreating, able to strike again

Anxiety reigns, in daylight hours

As its prey, seeking my escape

Before Darkness

Breaks

deep bassy chords, beating my veins

echoing

wanting to forget

where i am

haunting voice

singing, striking my soul

taking me away-

not letting me forget

the ache

and another summers passing

So many words

left unsaid, and unwritten

stuck in my head

wanting to forget

where i am

The empty space, staring her down

The Clock

Glaring at her, from behind.

Gone were the people

who could drown out the sound

She didn’t dare turn around.

Studying the wall, towering and creeping

keeping her mind, as loud as she could

Noticing the cracks and openings

Tracing back to its conjuring.

Glancing up at the, white round face

it’s black embellishments, sharp and pointy

running its red tongue

around, encompassing

clicking its teeth, with every second

Its eyes moving,

every hour and minute

She could hear it

Trying to block it out

the footsteps in the hall

the alarms in the next room

the voices, that carried, running

along the concrete walls

But it always comes back

to the Ticking

As waiting, has its own

Palpable

Sound

hiya~

My first group marathon!!

Had some issues getting to this post, and am still very new to wordpress. Any help and tips are most welcome.

I’ve been writing poetry for more than three decades.  I’ve pulled many all nighters while the words flow.

Looking forward to this challenge, and getting to know you all through your words

Love & Light