how wonderful it is that you speak like me even oceans spring forth from thee. you interpret crude images in me how wonderful it is that you speak like me. even trees beg they be used by thee, you slender beauty of ink that compliments…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
prompt 10 – What is Love
Prompt 10 – What is love What is Love Well, love hurts, some people can’t help falling in love, they make it their love story, at the end of the day all you need is love, once I was crazy in love, after…
Skinny Dipping
Skinny dipping The path was just enough for a hiker to get through. It’s not the kind of place a city girl would do. The green is vibrant and the flowers scent fills the air. Follow the path to the lake, and in the moonlight…
Prompt 9 – Five words (Jacket, Bucket, Tremor, Elbow, Lightbulb)
Prompt 9 – Five Words (Jacket, Bucket, tremor, elbow, Lightbulb) True Story Along he came with a high vis jacket on, then came another and another begging the question, how many men does it take to change a lightbulb? Arms on the hips,…
2023 Poetry Marathon — Hour #11 — The Song of Summer
Chattering. Rattling. Buzzing. Deafening. The evening symphony lasts for hours Crescendos build until every musician is performing They enter and pause in waves Every few minutes, a solo, until the rest of the orchestra joins in. The concert last for days. The mating song of…
Hour 11 – 2023, Half Marathon.
11 / 2023, Half – Unprompted. Scrambled news, My soul is bemused by your voice & my heart, Ecstatic of your choice. You choose me; Wild and free. Glowing – And transformed; Loved Beyond the pain, Most could never see. You chose…
an ode to blue
she came to me from my parents the little blue dog that hunted for clues. but she was too curious and I too careless she found a can of olives on the Win-Dixie shelves and thought it would make a good spot to rest she…
The Escape
There is an escape through the leaves A calm place that will greatly appease It is just past the rushes Where the sun sets and blushes While watchful willows put you at ease
HOUR ELEVEN – Dawn’s Kiss
Inspired by music from prompt hour 8 HOUR ELEVEN – Dawn’s Kiss The first rays of dawn tip-toe across the dew-dropped grass and leap into my window, flit across the polished floor, slink over silken sheets, and kiss my face. I relish…
Poem 11, Purpose
I am a giant square eyeball. I show you what you want to see. Sometimes what you don’t. I see you. There are nights you stay up too late, the night owl in you never quite going away- other times you fall asleep in your…