Professional Gastropod

professional gastropod   the slug won the half-marathon by a hair’s breadth.   his muscles pumped like pistons, as he escaped each hoe and boot heel.   nearing the finish line amidst a cacophony of cheering, he slid the final mile on a   trail…

Day and Night

Morning has come As the horizon awakens to greet the sun Shaking hands like old friends do Smiling as if they already knew It seems the day surrounds the sun Contrary to the beliefs of some Without the sun we would have no day Discarding…

Prompt Ten

A lone harlequin rasbora swims under the red tinted Indian ocean, its metallic orange body shimmering with the sun’s rays. It flits through the warm waters, watching angelfish and humphead wrasse and thinking about the members of its family, turning at the same time, rising…

Not much left to Crow About

The crow hasn’t much to crow about His spirit bleached to a dull white All of Earth as he knew has changed Not much left of his fight His raucous songs were his pride His friends and he ruled in a mob He adapted well…

The Conqueror’s Chronicle (Hour 10)

He finally said let’s have a baby girl. I was unsure but willing. As my belly grew, I placed my hands there to feel your kicks. Our unspoken bond. I knew you were a girl before the ultrasound. I prayed often for God the creator…

Now is the time – Half Marathon Poem #10

Now is the time We must organize, collaborate, work together Set aside the small things – our common ground is this new fight against fascism, racism, sexism – against hate and fear and control Are you with me?

A Knight’s Promise

There is much yet to explore Vast expansions of the beyond Somewhere it is out there, what I am looking for My enemies are at every turn, still I push on All around me I see a void Where blocks of time stood still I…

Forgiveness (Hour #10)

The sky darkens, thunder claps, Eyes glares, words are sharp; There is tension in the air.   Gasping for breath in the ocean seems comfortable, Lying in a pool of blood in the highway seems secure, Struggling dangling from the ceiling seems enjoyable, Choking with…

Hour 10 – Love (Haiku)

Hour 10 – Love (Haiku)   No matter your race, religion, culture or sex, love should always win   Two hearts together, neither one will be perfect, as one, love prevails   This world is cruel loving with our hearts will help heal, meaning Loves…