The Poetry Marathon

Testing to make sure I can post… I’ve been writing since I was 12 and I’m from Ohio, USA. Hello to everyone and let’s have fun!

Checking to edit my post now. This is my 4th Poetry Marathon. 🙂

She.

Picked.

At the scabs

of      *My*    marriage.

(so they could not heal)

We could not heal…

How       *they*      Laughed

(( together ))

…at me…

Discarded window

through my                 soft soul.

*** SmAssHeD***

setting

~Me~

FREE!

His brain

how it Burned …

( by twin flames of Desire? )

~ Heavens, no!~

<< by the flames of the Fire >>

~ his Beautiful mind ~

( known only to Me )

<< Lost in the blaze >>

for All eternity …

languid longing

above shoulders bare

grasping ornate table

to keep herself there

sparkle straps chill pale skin

clutching dress velvet~hot

toes lost in dark shadow

fire~red updo hair

stares across the abyss

i wonder what’s there

My squeaky clean house

Wins all the awards

Love every neighbor

I gently slam doors

(i never tell lies

and neither do you)

My twenty five cats

All tie their own shoes

Finish the dishes

Then beg me to snooze

~i often think~

~if i were a tree~

~i would always be there~

~waiting for me~

~smart blossoms smell beckons~

~we sway in the wind~

~looking around to see~

~who wandered in~

~my feet reaching down~

~with a grip of delight~

~drinking my meals~

~sucking soil all night~

Oh~Happy Bee!

~dancing toward me~

~bad humans just sprayed~

~now you are free~

~you were the last one~

~people be damned~

~i think you’ll agree~

~we’ll soon be hun~gry~

space

between

us

kills

me

At THE Circus

The orange man

Storms right out

He rants and raves

Throws his weight about

The rest of the world

Watches the show

Duh Duh Duh

duh~duh~duh

Duh Duh Duh DUH

duh duh Duh~duh~dudda

Dope!

Seventeen, My Seventeen

How I Miss My Lover

He said to me

That he must go

Where his ashes are

I do not know

Seventeen, My Seventeen

How I Want My Lover

He said he did not want to leave

I knew not then

How deep I’d grieve

Seventeen, My Seventeen

How I Need My Lover

I look for you

But you aren’t there

I turn around

You’re everywhere

Seventeen, My Seven Teen

We met when we were 17

…I’m large and in charge

Kissing women of green…

…New worlds before me

I travel unseen…

…My best friend so stoic

His enemy the warm one…

…A flash from the skies?

Nope. It came from my ray gun…