The Poetry Marathon

I hope my bed

assaults me

with deep sleep

Smacking me

right in the face

with a pillowgasm

C. Churchill

Without sickness, without suffering

Would it be a happy place

Or would people take it for granted

Is it human to suffer no matter the situation?

There is a town

A smallish one

Almost a village

Truth be told

It sits on the outskirts

Of everything real

And serving pizza

Is kinda their deal

For breakfast

Lunch, dinner and more

Slices are always

Flying out the door

You would think this town

Would have an apt name

But alas it is called Sushi

And that just hurts my brain

C. Churchill

Running

Out of time

We carry sand

In our pockets

Weighted with hope

We stumble

Grasping for more

But it is heavy

The sand spills

The clock quickens

And we find ourselves

Running

C. Churchill

I fill the coffee maker with water

And then pour myself a glass

This coffee maker is new

And truth be told I can get a half mug

In thirty seconds flat

It’s a certain kinda magic

 I think we can all agree

That coffee brewed at 3am

Is the best kinda magic

They haunt me they do

All of those who wanted true

True loves with true hearts

Bent knees and box rings

They haunt me they do

But they we’re proposing

To something that isn’t new

My lies have lies

Who knows the reason

I do the things I do

I just know I am not good

for those who wanted true

C. Churchill

We turn our voices into mirrors

and spin the story to make beautiful pictures

We are but a kaleidoscopic lie

Spinning and turning and creating

till we are dizzy with distance

The truth lies further down the tunnel

But the lies taste sweeter and the beautiful pictures are right in front of us

Begging to take them home

C Churchill

Directions: Start with a clean slate then add encouragement. Start to warm the small of her back with your hand and whisper that you are amazed by her in her ear. When she smiles thank her and when she is ready, kiss her. Not a swift kiss but a long meaningful kiss. After this she should be smiling completely if not then you missed a step, start over. Repeat until she smiles. Completely.

She entered the room full of shy uncertainty

Making her way small taking towards me

I wasn’t sure whether to run or stay

and didn’t know if she was down to play

But I was there and she in front of me

with a smile that I couldn’t unsee

The hours grew long, our hands found homes

in smalls of backs and and shadows to roam

A chance I could have had to run

was long gone as we made our way to the sun

Play we did three days straight

and then she left without a trace

With a smile I couldn’t unsee

now she haunts my memory

C. Churchill