ccwrites – Page 3 – The Poetry Marathon

Prompt four

Glass Ships

A glass ship floats seamlessly across the placid sea

You can clearly view the contents of such a magnificent vessel

Filled to the brim with good tidings and promise

A journey set forth, a tour of duty

A knot has been tied

And anchors away

For two have become one

On this very day

May their journey be long and storms be few

And their glass ship contain the most wonderful views

Onion skins prompt three

My falling tears are onion skins

Flaking in the day

I cry

The smell carries old socks worn with purpose

As Uncle Tom chuckles at my state

I hide my face and begin the fade

All the while immersed in this strange place

They call it Florida

I call it death and disgrace

I hear the chatter the next room over

of how wrong I had been and how different I seem

But I can’t gather my eyes enough to look at the sun

Where will I scurry away?

They are all so invested in this display

It’s as if they tore my limbs straight from my heart and wonder aghast at my frown

I scream and they continue

Poking and prodding my feelings

as a cadaver on the morgue gurney

I cry flaking in the day

My tears are onion skins crepe, soft and plentiful

C. Churchill

Prompt two

I wake in the wild
a long dream forgotten

Talking to the rain

once again

This pattern on repeat, a patter of blue

not knowing if the sky is forever true

It’s been months since I saw the sun

only a whisper to return

But my mouth has filled with rain

and my skin has been covered in a patter of blue

I love the feel of darkness licking my fiery skin
Where all roads lead to shadows and the anticipation of sin
Alone in a wood burning with desire
You light the way with your eternal fire
A beckon to call
A moment to grasp
You make the shadows jealous of your cast

Ready!!!

As ready as I can be 🙏 this is my fifth time doing the marathon and I love it! Good luck to everyone and make sure you stay hydrated

Prompt 24 Hour 24

my feet hit the waves and I know 
it is home my hands touch the fern
and I know I am not alone 
The moon looks away while 
I kiss the sky 
because this gift of innocence 
is hard to deny 
I have never wanted or needed much 
but a tender spot under the clouds 
to feel the love

prompt 23 hour 23

I have yet to know his name 
but I know his face 
I know his slim features 
and his blue as the ocean eyes
his scruff of fuzz 
he claims is a beard 
his chiseled face it clings to
I know him from the top 
of his crown of dark brown hair
to his dirty Converse low tops 
I know he carries a degree in art 
but loves to write 
I know he loves cooking and Bluegrass music
He can take your breath away on the dance floor or in the kitchen
he visits me often when I think about 
who is next in my life 
I have had his picture in my mind for a very long time
he is out there 
and I have nothing but time to wait

Prompt 22 hour 22

nature's magic 
cures most ills
even a broken heart
if you let it

Prompt 21 Hour 21

When I am really sleepy 
is when I miss arms around me 
curling up into someone 
feeling safe 
in order to drift away for a bit 
safe and completely relaxed

Prompt 20 hour 20

eyes float across the vast
a room filled with darkness can be any size 
but a small amount of light 
can help you find your bearings