The Poetry Marathon

Maimed (Brandy Goodman Poem #2)

Dip the fuse in wax,

Light it and watch it burn.

The flame progresses slowly,

Just waiting for its turn.

Dip the fuse in gasoline,

Light it and get back.

The trail disappears in a flash’

And you’re faced with an attack.

Dip the fuse in nothing,

Light it, it burns at it’s own pace.

It’ll get there when it gets there,

There is no need to race.

Whether it’s a slow burn or a fast burn,

Or something in between,

Your fuse eventually runs out,

And we all know what that means.

A person can only take so much

Before the powder keg we are,

Explodes upon those around us,

Leaving more than just a scar.

The words that will spew from us

At this point in time,

Can never be undone,

We are guilty of this crime.

So when it’s time for you to blow,

Be careful where you are aimed,

Make sure the right people are hit

And no innocents are maimed.

Bury It (Brandy Goodman Poem #1)

Buried beneath the Hate

Lies the root of it all

All the Hurt and Pain

It’s where the tears fall

The Hurt is just too much,

The Pain sharp as a knife

Bury it, bury it all

Hate and anger become life

Turn from Insecurity

Hide away from Guilt

None of it can get you

Behind the wall you’ve built

Dig a little deeper

Just a bit further down

Hide it all away

Before it makes you drown

Build up the Anger

Feed fire to the Hate

Bury those week emotions

Before it’s too late

Do we post from the dashboard, Just like the introduction?  Also where do we find the prompts?

My name is Brandy and I live in a small town in Missouri, USA.  I’ve loved writing all my life. My aunts and uncles used to call me mrs. notes, because I always wrote them notes and letters. I really got into poetry in high school and I self published my own book on Amazon last year.  I joined this marathon because I’ve fallen out of the habit of writing and I want to get back in.  Hopefully between the preparation for the marathon and the marathon it’s self, I’ll get back in the groove.