The Poetry Marathon

Racing for the sunlight quicker
Growing thicker
Saplings reaching
Send roots leeching

Strangling the clockwork functions
Green expunctions
Cogs have rusted
Engines busted

Forest once a metal garden
Nature’s pardon
Oxidizing
Fertilizing

(In response to Prompt #20… though it was no deviation from my usual themes)

(an etheree)

Cold
darkness
unending
pinpricks of light
beam across the black
streaking through dimensions
alien to human space
crossing barriers of physics
and entering the abstract realms of
fantasy and science fiction fables
unexplored corners of furthest time-space
await the arrival of matter
molecules to shape a new world
intelligence to force it
from chaos to order
speeding entropy
to stop its growth
an ending
frozen
Cold

(In response to the Hour 19 prompt; “Write a poem set in space.”)

(a villanelle)

The witch was dead
but the others told her
it was all in her head

Yet the headlines read
as the corpse grew colder
the witch was dead

She knew she had bled
the wounded soldier
it was all in her head

Still she said
despite what they sold her
the witch was dead

Though she carried the dread
it was just as they told her
it was all in her head

She never did wed
and she never grew older
the witch was dead

it was all in her head

Off with their thick heads
They dare insult my senses
Painting roses red

Hats off to you, dear
Won’t you have a spot of tea?
Time to change places

Merry unbirthday
You might call me hopping mad
Put the kettle on

Tea time or nap time
Twinkle, twinkle, little bat
Make mine decaf please

Chasing the minutes
Croquet with the queen awaits
Always running late

half and half the motley fool
halfway hot and halfway cool

half and half both black and blue
halfway back and halfway to

sometimes yes and sometimes no
sometimes stop and sometimes go

never never, always ever

half and half to make a one
in night the moon, in day the sun

Meet me away from the eyes and the judgements
Away from the smirks and the stares

Set me apart from the fancies and fables
The stereotypes and cliches

Take me away from the lies and the whispers
Away from the constructs and tales

Meet me, come meet me away from the others
Away from the cares of the world