The Poetry Marathon

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Why I write

I find it oddly comforting,
such a sweet release
oh so liberating
to have the courage to pen down my thoughts
my fears and to make sense of it all.

I write cause that is how I process life,
express myself,
it’s in my essence
and if you peeled back the layers
of my toughened exterior
you’d see a beating but bleeding heart
simply pouring itself.
Yearning to understand and to be understood.

I write because it’s the only way I am utterly honest
about the things I desire, things that I am afraid to admit to myself
I end up confessing on paper with a natural ease.

The lies I tell myself,
the encouragement I inspire within myself
my self-determination,
my anxieties and my random bursts of expression
make sense when I sit down to write.
I don’t condemn myself for all the things that make me who I am.
I hate myself a little less,
I can face the person staring back at me in the mirror.

On paper, I can be whoever I want to be,
without the fear of judgement
without any misgivings.
Safe space for expression and manifestation.

write a poem for a city, real or imagined.

Blinding city lights
bokeh lights blinking in the distance.
Lost in the light,
Concrete jungle,
deserted and unhomed.
Nature doesn’t live here any longer.

Skyscrapers with roots beneath
the surface of concrete
Reaching for the stars.
Blinding lights masks
the dark night sky.

Stars compete to shine
blazing through, city lights
burn brighter than the stars.
You can hear your thoughts
talk to you in the wild.

Out here, in the middle of civilisation
its all just noise, decibels.
City is so beautiful to look at.
You can get lost in the blinding lights.

Just remember to never lose yourself
to civilisation, let the wild grow within you.

Text Prompt

Write a poem about a moment of joy.

Joyful

Today I choose to be joyful.
Revel in the little things.
Bask in the sunshine
of my everlasting glow.
My skin warms up.
My nerves lost control.

Recall my purpose- I am.
Forget all the reasons why I don’t think I can.
Today I am just going to be.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Leave the rest to be dealt
with a joyful streak of a smile.

Smile at every single person.
Twirl if I need to…
Sing, break into movement
to celebrate this moment of relevation.
My presence- my glory, my moment.

Joy is here to celebrate me.
Empower me,
Flowing through me.
Flowering my expression.

So while I am here,
I choose joy everyday.
Let the sun shine on me.

Photo by Fuu J on Unsplash

Many faces of Envy

What form do you come in today Envy?
Your grass is greener than mine.
I bet you didn’t have to work hard for that.
everything just falls in your lap.

Envy which mask do you wear today?
I don the pretentious mask this time round.
I act like I care but I really don’t give a fuck bout you.

Envy, what form have you taken today?
Motivation – I will be a force that drives you.
Empowered you can do so much.

Envy what face do you wear today?
Toxic mask featuring social media.
Inspiring frustration, depression and resentment.

Envy what dangerous mask do you wear today?
Wishing I had what you have?
While forgetting to acknowledge
what you have been through to get to where you are.

Envy -natural, spontaneous human emotion.
The capacity to burrow into your soul.
Drive you to the ends of insanity.
Infiltrate your thoughts, words and actions.

Empower yourself not your envious thoughts.

Jana-Alisha O’Dell

It’s always been you.

The quiet evening beckons birds home
As the sun begins to set,
a cool wind overtakes.

Night is ready to set in,
Tuck in,
Tonight’s sunset is quite the show.
Light dances on the horizon

Sweeping hues of a color palette of fire ablaze.
Such glory to witness,
what a marvel.

I will sit and watch you in the distance
I have a box office seat to the endless skies.
I witness the day closing on,

Sitting on my favorite chair,
on my porch, nestling a hot cup of cocoa,
I tend to get lost in your beauty.

Am I your favorite?
Do I cross your mind?
Am I the reason behind that smile?
Am I the only one?

Text Prompt

“Write a poem about someone or something you have lust for.” by Daryl Cole Curnow.

I want you,
I desire your lust,
I want to get lost
in a forest of thoughts.

I want you to take me
I am willing to burn
just for a moment
all eternity – only for you.

I want you to make me scream,
Excite my passion,
wreck my nerves,
Leave me hanging
for more.

This spell that you have me under
is my reason for hope.
I am holding onto every last word,
that comes out of your forbidden lips.

Ruin me, baby.
C’mon darling, the pleasure is worth the pain.
I want a taste of imtimacy with you.
I don’t want your feelings, I just want your sex.

Inspired by leonard cohen – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FqVvNpcX5HQ

Burning Desire. 

Random Prompt Hour #14

You look my way
my hair stands all over,
smiling in my direction
with your playful gaze   
strips me naked off my yearning.

Baby I pine for you.
Oh, we’re not meant to be.
I long for your comforting touch
we’re not meant to be.
I love another soul deeply
we’re not meant to be.

You’re just a boy
my feelings are like playthings to you.
or maybe I am just a friend to you.
But, you’re more than that to me.
I am trying so hard to just want to be friends.

I want to forget the things
you do to me.
I would like to move on.
Cause nothing good is going to come of this.
But, then you call out my name
I am back at the altar
worshipping your gaze.
Burning for you.
Melting in your name.  

I want more,
of you.
I desire you.
Call out my name.
Carnal desires unleash,
can’t you see it in my eyes.

I desire your lust,
I want to be loved by you.
I want you to recognise me,
Come save me boy,
I am burning for you.
Like a forest fire- this desire will destroy me, you, us.
Just once, burn for me,
the way I burn for you.  

Oh! you’re just a tease
You give me just enough
to keep me coming back for more.
You deprive me of the satisfaction
of being where you are.

I crave you,
I hunger for your passion.
You are my forbidden fruit.
Call out my name.
Unleash my fire -my burning desire.

IMG CREDITS OLIVIA STEELE – DESIRE

Young wild thing
where did you leave your heart?
is it too late to feel?
Is it too late to say you’re mine, I wonder…

You were here all along,
You had that look of longing
like you were waiting for him
to look in your direction,
to notice your bleeding heart
and to belong…

You belong baby,
in my longing, yearning, my joy,
my pleasure, my pain.
You emanate in every one of them.

Your essence is in my respiration,
my inspiration and my vocation.
I’ll devote my life to worshiping you.
Your being is art, my muse and my refuge..

Bold and bright
your love dares to shine
unafraid of rejection.
and inspite of it you’ll love.

Your heart holds oceans of courage
Fearlessness sets your sails
You navigate the world’s treacherous waters
battered and bruised with an unbroken spirit.

You love with a purity
unknown to mankind
Can I call you mine?

Hi there, my name is Janice and I am from Australia. I enjoy writing. I am excited for the 12 hour marathon, I will be joining in the second half of the marathon. All the best, let the words take control. Let your thoughts flow. x

So this year I thought I’d shake things up a bit and challenge myself, so I am mixing up the prompts and attempting them in no organised order I am simply following where my heart guides me
Also my original idea was to get the words on the image itself which I terribly failed at.  🙁

Just to refresh (Prompt #5 of 2020- Using one or more of these images as a jumping off point, write a poem. All of the images are sourced from Unplash.)

Micropoem #1

Fly me to the moon my love,
on wings of pure light
lead the way
to the promised lands
of forgotten tomorrows.
Maybe darkness and light
can create an ethereal symphony,
like the one before our eyes.
With you by my side,
all my dreams do come true.

Micropoem #2

My love has no beginning
and no end,
like space -it is in a state of infinity.