The Poetry Marathon

Not sure I’m prepared

Starting out sleep deprived and

so much has happened this year

I haven’t been writing as much.

Rain patterns have been so scattered

maybe I need rain to write

This last poem says it. I will not be driving, operating heavy machinery or signing any legal documents for the rest of the day.

sleep deprived

outrageous

stardust slips into corners

like a guilty pleasure

turns thief of sleep

stardust slips into corners

while ghosts unpair shoes

turn thieves of sleep

hide hope in pants pockets

while ghosts unpair shoes

clothes assemble to seduce

hide hope in pants pockets

turn themselves inside out

clothes assemble to seduce

like a guilty pleasure

turn themselves inside out

outrageous

Gathering journals, pens and refills. Almost ready for Saturday.

I finally finished my first marathon, not in time, but I finished. It. was hard, but worth it.