Unions I have known attempted conjugal paths hammered and etched of steel and glass Blissful beginnings torturous lessons dragging one or the other off course Promises of better blink in the headlight while hope from the past fades in the rearview mirror Rage against loss of what was only a potential unrealized The shiny blink Beckoned to me and a hundred others Eventually fading away Alone now learning to love the only one I can trust
Kim Smart
Kim Smart
This is my third poetry marathon and I am looking forward to creating! The creative writing part of my life currently is fulfilled through clean western romances and women's fiction. Poetry was my first writing love and I continue to fuel that love in the creases of life. I envision producing a mixed collection of poems that roam from the gritty parts of life and love to the beauty and magnificence of nature, love, and God.
Prompt 3 – Promising
unchained from expectations free to be me I welcome in The one who will raise my heart to a new level of love from the crushed and pulverized dreams a matrix for promise I will build and decorate it with gems of memories made gifts realized, ideas birthed and purpose revived
Hours 2 – Surpassing the Odds, Passed by the Odd
Record heat bounces off canyon walls stiffling my breath as I climb Breathless athletes pass driven by unseen inspiration to overcome, do, prove Legs pushing against pedals trying, but failing to reach the pinnacle Tutu'd cyclists pass and wave as I shamefully walk up the hill Proof I am alive but failing to reach undefined goals Surpassing all expectations of maintaining breath and utility of body But soulfully lost reaching to the sky for strength and finding none After the race with feet planted on level ground hope springs eternal A new chapter to be written shedding of "must be's" to reach the newly defined vision Reaching for the sky in joyous communion lost no more
Hour 1 – Moving On
Raining down like a thousand beads of wisdom "I told you so's dancing through my head" Your vacant eyes look back at me Unable to comprehend My love for you is enduring Rushing from a time before time Your wounds and self-absortion Block me from your heart and mind The years of starts and stops no longer serve me The end of every season I lie bleeding Praying you'll gain some empathy Raining down like a thousand beads of wisdom "I told you so's dancing through my head" Your vacant eyes look back at me Unable to comprehend The years roll on You search for meaning Looking always to the outside world to make you whole I love you so I'm leaving Healing that wound that made me yours I'm leaving to share me With someone who can love me back, for sure. Raining down like a thousand beads of wisdom "I told you so's dancing through my head" Your vacant eyes look back at me Unable to comprehend
Pre-Marathon Intro
Kim Smart coming at you – well, from Fairbanks, AK at the moment, but I generally am in Kansas, South Dakota, or Arizona helping family. I am a floating soul, living life, piecing together the essentials and being @nomad4God by helping others where I can. I have had several careers – registered nurse, attorney, author, public servant, teacher – and am currently working on my PhD in psychology. I have 2 beautiful children and 6 going on 11 grandchildren (4 marrying in and 1 due in September). This is my second 24-hour marathon and I look forward to focusing on this opportunity to co-create in the energy of my fellow participants. Best wishes to all!
Intro – first time marathoner
Greetings! I’m Kim and have joined the Poetry Marathon this year for the first time. I’m looking forward to shaking up my writing and digging deep to retrieve the images, messages, and emotions locked deep in my soul so I can see them, massage them, and birth them into the world. This will be a labor of love–of words, craft, self, and aspiration. I appreciate any tips from those who have done this before. Thanks all and all the best to you in this endeavor!