#4, After

We can still be normal.

After the loss.

Sometimes when we let it happen.

We can still be the family we were before.

When we aren’t paying attention.

When we ignore the empty chair.

But it doesn’t last forever.

The absence of her steady laugh in the back ground.

Is a screaming silence.

That is never really covered over,

by the temporary laughter.

 

#3, Named

Hold my name on your tongue.

Warm and loving.

Let it roll down your throat.

Burn you from inside.

Hold my name in your hands.

Soft and gentle.

Let it crawl up your arms.

Silken your skin where it touches.

Hold my name in your mind.

Bright and pure for you.

Let it fill the darkest voids.

Waking your mind to the possibility.

Hold my name in your heart.

Shining and glittering.

Let it flood your heart.

Treasure my name the way I do yours.

 

#2, Titled: On Repeat

My mind is still sleeping.

That is the only reason

that I can find for the repetition in my brain.

Sing songs.

Sing songs of calm in my head.

“Don’t panic, no, not yet”.

Favorited lyrics with an up tempo beat.

It’s energizing me this morning,

but the repetition is wearing thin.

I’m going to have to play the song soon.

Maybe then my head will let it rest,

and probably move on to the next…

Repetition.

 

 

(…and I’m playing the song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ecLVSWGcCM lol)

 

Well here goes… #1, 9 am, titled: Breathe

Cold air

Burns my throat

Sends my body reeling

Recoil

Pulling inward, running away

My lungs are frozen

The scream is suspended

In my chest

Even in my worst moment

I can’t let go

Control is all I know

Always

Hello fellow marathoners? Is that even a word? Hmmm. My name is Nicole and joining this marathon is probably quite silly for me to do. Only because I havent written a poem since middle school. But I am hoping that it will help me start writing again in general.  Ok so a little bit about me… I live in a small country town on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. I love it but I would love to travel and maybe live in a big city someday…if I can talk my fiancee into it. He is strictly a “down home” kind of man. I love writing and hope to one day go back to one of the five or so I have half started on my laptop and finish. When I saw the date that this marathon was scheduled I thought it was 9pm saturday the 23rd to 9pm the 24th. The 24th is my mothers birthday. She past away three years ago. So I thought that maybe it had come time for me to start putting into words how im feeling about her and the loss of her. It seemed like a fortunate coincidence.   Unfortunatly i misread the start time, but oh well. So my plan is to do just that. Otherwise I have no hard and fast plan for the day, hopefully make it through doing this and working Saturday night. Thats my biggest hurtle.  We shall see. Thanks to everyone for being so nice and welcoming. I cant wait to read what everyone comes up with. 🙂