The Poetry Marathon

good morning to the orange and blue

Just want to let you know

that I will always hate you.

I hate your town and all its people

i hate the prayers for victory that pour

skyward from that church steeple.

I dont care how friendly you are

your restaurants are bad and

your team gets beat, near and far.

November will come soon to remind you again.

That Crimson and White will always win.

so good morning old orange and blue

start your day with a smile and wave

and know that i still hate you.

Howdy. I’ve got a full day Saturday. But I will be posting something every hour. The idea is to have a snapshot of all 24 hours of that day. This is certainly the most ambitious day of writing I have ever agreed to participate in. I’m hopeful that it will go well.