24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Hi, my name is Tanya and, I was in the 2017 Poetry Marathon. I did the 24 then but I only completed 21 poems & in 2020 I did the 12. In 2021 I did the 12. This year I'll be doing 12 again. I used to write stories and poems all the time but I reached a low in life around 1992 and attempted suicide, I’m so glad I lived because I would’ve missed so much in my life no matter how good or bad; my experiences have taught me so much. I lost a fiancee in 1994 to drowning and then in 1998 I lost another one when he was hit while riding his motocycle. I have kids by both. Anyway I’ve been busy raising my kids and just trying to get back to me. I now have 4 adult kids; a son soon to be 29, who is now a stepdad and married, a 27 year old daughter who has a 3 yr old daughter, a soon to be 26 year old son who is married and doing well in his job and has a stepson he adopted as well as a new baby girl who is , and a 22 year old son with autism spectrum disorder. I myself became a new mom at 48 years old she is getting ready to turn 5 and I got married in 2020, my little girl was born 2 months early on December 17, 2018 through emergency c-section due to a placental abruption she weighed 4lbs 7ozs. She has brought such a light into my life. Thank you for letting me be involved again. I am excited every year now and can't wait for the marathon.
Hr. 8 Prompt 20
gently swaying in and out of the trees
fireflies fluttering all about
the moon up above glowing so peacefully
this is why I love walking at night
so relaxing and freeing
clearing the mind
calming the soul
the stars up above sparkling so beautifully
this is what I love about walking at night
Hr. 7 Prompt 6
You must be going now
The time has come
We may never meet again
We had a moment in time
Please don’t take too long
This was meant to be
Life happens so fast
Hold on to those moments
Become what you’re meant to be
Don’t let anything stop you
Shine forever bright
As strong as your will
Hr. 6 Prompt 18
Picture Image: Shloka Shankar
Can you not hear that
The movement is irritating
Rushing, rushing- stopping
Faster, faster- slowing
My mind is all over the place
Can you not hear that
I know it’ll be over soon
Just be still, and listen
Hr. 5 Prompt 22, 2016
Sitting here writing
Making my mark
You can laugh
I did, it’s late
Should be sleeping
But here I sit
Writing poems all night
I must be nuts
Pencil to paper
Mind thinking
My honey’s upset
Night is for sleeping
What does she do when it’s gone
Everything she wanted
Hoped for
Dreamed of
One day gone all of it
A pawn in the world’s chaos
Struggling here
Dying there
This world died long ago
Humanity gone
Compassion where
But who was she to judge
She was waiting for the right things to happen
“In the meantime, she would just live”
P.S. I Love You, Cecelia Ahern
Hr. 3 Prompt 15
Picture Image: Sergey Mikheev
Standing on the other side
Behind me is beautiful and lush
Bright stars light the way
I am a stranger in this place
Everything is ugly and barren
Darkness ahead of me
Cold and lonely
Maybe it can flourish again
Standing on this side
All I see are possibilities
A stranger no more
Sparks of light are dawning
The warmth will eventually come
Life here deserves a chance
It is worth saving
Hr. 2 Prompt 9
Picture Image: Andrew Liu
Distance surrounds her like water
Cold, unyielding-smothering
Where is she now
Longing for the warmth
The warmth she used to know
Winds blowing through and around her
Cold, unyielding-relentless
Where is she now
Longing for the understanding
The understanding she used to be given
Drowning, that’s where she is
Cold, unyielding-darkness
Longing for the place
The place that seems lost to her now
Hr 1 Prompt 11
Way up above on this skyscraper
Got these clouds in my sights
Ready to spread my wings and fly
Dancin’ to the beat
Catchin’ that rhythm
Soon as the needle hits my vinyl
that hour is upon me now
I stayed true to myself
almost finished with final words
what an amazing time it was
this cannot be taken from me
I showed my work and maybe some ability
I’ll just wait and see
but I can say I did the dang thing
what an exhilarating experience
to me none of them are meaningless
everything has meaning even the smallest thing
and that’s what it’s all about right
and so I take my leave for now
pen and paper in hand with pride
I bid thee all farewell and goodnight
that hour is upon me now
here I am waiting alone
in the shadows trying to get through
can they not see me
make a noise surely they’ll hear it
I’m so tired I have no strength
am I invisible to them
even tried touching them a few times
could they not feel it
I am here they know I am
they’ve bumped into me
all they said was it’s cold in here
I’m sure they see me they’re just pretending
someone just said I died a week ago
are they fooling around I’m right here
I’ve got to stop this
they finally heard my bangs
and still no one will talk to me
all they do is laugh and tell stories
I’ll just keep talking and making noises
one day they’ll see I’m alive