The Poetry Marathon

Food is my lover

It’s my best friend

Sweetening & buttering me up

Foodie until the end

Knows it’s a betrayer

yet goes on with its charade

Satisfying my cravings

Throughout the day

SALIVA springs up

Taste buds desire flavor

Eating whatever I want

The scale is signifying

Obesity

Which comes with lil regret

YET depression

And the perfect pick-me-up

Is ‘One more plate’ or ‘another cup’

Consuming salties and sweets

Once I said ‘no more’

HUNGRY yells, ‘you’re not for sure”

Broad is the road that leads to destruction

Majority travel along its path

It’s filled with those who believe such phrases like, ‘Whatever makes you happy’

Just because you feel it’s right doesn’t mean that it is

The world is full of ‘good people’

Whose lives end in tragedy

Thinking there’s no hereafter

No God, only the foolish believe

There is another path

Narrow and trim

Only those who hear and know the truth

Journey this faith driven bend

They follow after the Word of the Gospel

Receive adoption as children of the King

The 1st way can seem easier

But the 2nd is Heavenly security

The anticipation of how to set up the new place

Color schemes

Is the furniture I have now gonna work where I’m going?

Do i just want to start over?

Sending emails about empty printer paper boxes to use to store the tangibles of my life

Or I could just throw everything into oversized contractor garbage bags

And safely secure the fragile things

U-Haul

Bribing family and friends for assistance

So no one wants to share a helping hand unless getting food or something else in return

Heading towards a new

Home sweet Home

Craddled & trained

Ball catching but I prefer food

Sniffing through the garbage bag

Hopefully my master’s nowhere around

Chasing the squirrels and field bunnies

Sprawling out in the shade

Rolling over back and forth to take that itch away

Aware of my surroundings

Keen sense of anyone or thing approaching me or them

Gulps of water from a bowl, or even rain water sitting in one of the holes I dug up the other day

Restless a lot but caressing me a special way eases my nerves

I try to be nice and play but the strangers run away

Yet I do have my moments when I get defensive, ready to attack

It’s just how I’m wired and how my family told me I should act

Unless I choose to disobey

And do it my way

Face my punishment

No daily park trip

Nor walk around the neighborhood

Just pacing in and out the rooms of our house

I still love them though

I make my discontent heard through moans

They go away

I do my usual thing

A familiar scent

Instantaneous tail wagging

My friend is home

When yesterday repeats itself today

When life is full circled

Not that it will all make sense

Or that hindsight is 20/20

Rather when blah and gloom takeover

And loss of ‘will to do’ sets in

What vibrant livelihood once enveloped your persona

Left in the dust of times past

Kust merely here

Thoughts elsewhere

Who am I?

What am I doing?

Boredom is consistently

Constant

I can’t believe it

after all you were just asking me out

saying you were ready to pursue a serious relationship with me

however you never had time

it was always work or your kid

not that i would ever give you an ultimatum between me or your own flesh & blood

But sometimes you need to give something up

because what’s life without Eros love

Yet you gave someone else the ring

I imagine long nights of love making

You entering and exiting, welcomed or by surprise.

Experimenting.

Exchanging smirks and kisses.

You try. I try.

How did we end up here?

Not long ago

You were just a cordial ‘Hi & bye’

Now we’re each others highs & lows

Sweaty embraces. Bodies shaking.

You in me.

Submerged in the wet oasis of a hidden dimension

A portal I, by chance, discovered in clumsiness

A night walk to clear my mind

Only led it to be filled with waters

Of floating feelings

A mix of salt and fresh oceans and lakes

Clashing against my entire being

I could never swim

I panicked for fear of succumbing to death by drowning

And suddenly an overwhelming sense of peace took over

Leading me to simply let go

A revival of the senses

The warmth of the sun’s rays

penetrating winter pale skin

surrounded by a concrete fortress of my fears

broken down by the triumphs and failures of risks

a opening to a spring meadow

stirring up a childlike gittiness

to run until I can’t run anymore

and fall down onto blankets of tulips, daffodils, and dandelions in the midst of green sprigs

a newness, a refreshing sense of what could be

I see a confused people

In need of a love only I can give

I know the heart is wicked

Appearances mask the filthy puss filled wounds of sin

I hear the sweet words spoken of a friend

Who readily transformed into my enemy

30 pieces of silver

Paid to deliver me into the hands of my killers

“Hosanna” the week before

“Just Die” today

If they only knew this is why I came

The perfect sacrifice, covering and cleaning

All guilt, hurt, and shame

The deliverer and Savior to the masses

I, Jesus Christ, did and will come again