Hour seven poem, based on the prompt. (The photo I used can be viewed in the version of the post appearing on my blog at https://ordinaryaveragethoughts.com/2022/06/25/2022-poetry-marathon-hour-seven/.)
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Time and Quiet
Give me time and quiet to read a hardback book out under an oak tree not on some pavement. Give me time and quiet and a hardback book under an oak tree. Let me carry a satchel with extra volumes (just in case) to that…
12 Ways of Looking at Birds
VIII. Such a marvel I think as I observe these tiny feathered beings flit and hum. Hummingbirds fly hundreds of miles in a day and weigh less than a nickel – I have read. But I know that what it is like to hold…
Medusa
She wanted to touch the chubby legs of her sister’s baby, but by the time her fingertips touched the child, he had turned to hot blacktop. The toe beans of her best friend’s corgi puppy? Turned to a handful of pebbles you’d find on the…
The phone
I don’t think it’s possible to forget a face But you could be surprised by one A long passed relative staring back at you As you mindlessly flip through your digital albums Expecting memories of trips past or saved recipes but Seeing instead your ancestors…
Parading up the Canyon of Heroes (Poetry Marathon 2022 – Hour 7)
Parading up the Canyon of Heroes (Poetry Marathon 2022 – Hour 7) In Manhattan up the Canyon of Heroes Are parades to honor those Who have done something amazing Usually NY sports teams that have won The championship for that sport. They parade up the…
Sharing a View – Hour 7
Based on the photo prompt There’s no greater pleasure than time spent with you your arm wrapped around me as we take in a view. The warmth of your body, pressed close to my side, shows all around us a love we won’t…
Hour 4: Duck Doggen
swimming on Mars is magical underground pools, mid air pools, you choose which one to duck in But urinate in water, Doggen will execute you for drink poisoning.
Hour 7 – Pinky Promise!
Hour 7 – Pinky Promise! People say pinky promises are childish I say does the inner child ever leave? Nothing is ever worth breaking it Know I’m a man of my word You have my word Pictured as evidence Rosie sends hers too…
A Mother’s Love
A mothers love is something that you should never forget a tear rolling down her cheek , is something that you should never let the first person she worries about is you she’s someone that you can count on , even on the days that…