Walking into green light Wondering where I’m going. Nothing looks the same and there are no maps no compass nothing to help with bearings. In the end, it’s just trees that frame a path leading into the unknown. Much like my life after.
Category: Half Marathon Poem
The ravens of the air and the lilies of the field
I’m just sitting here, watching the day draw to its end. It’s happening sooner and sooner now that September is here. From my window, I see my little half-circle of sunflowers–both real and metallic. There’s also a windmill, a birdfeeder, and an LED light that…
Your binding is loose Your pages yellowed A scribble on the title page From owners past You were there when I was alone And far from home When I needed to get away You offered an escape The many hands that have held you Left…
My Magical Path by Ingrid Prompt 11 Picture
My path bathed in Moonlight and, Serenaded in Song by Crickets and Treefrogs as I continue along.
Soupy mix
And I bring the sauce The salt And the spice To the soupy mix you call life Heck! your life would be meaningless Without me
Hour #11, Charges
Hour #11 Changes The glooming arrives earlier now, dropping like a curtain along the path of the rising moon. This is when we most expect silence but the city isn’t quiet, nor are the woods. And tonight, weirdly, the full moon begins…
Excite me
Excite me! Do you have what it takes to excite me? Can you make my body pump out large jugs of adrenaline Can you make my heart skip a beat Nay, skip several beats Can you make me juggle from one foot to the other…
Severally
And severally I try to reach for the phone To call you But, I am unsure of your reception The few times I had called you Your voice, your tone screamed cold indifference But the urge to call rests strong upon me No matter how…
Prompt 11: all of it
all of it tilt your head view this place with soft eyes. see it? it’s the place we began: the womb of our Mother, soft and warm like a sweat lodge door. are we arriving (ni-maaja*)? or departing (dgoshin)? or returning (bskaabi)? …
Our Destination
On my own There was darkness everywhere I looked around I saw your eyes But I shut my own Gather round There’s a place we’re headed Do you see the stars? They’re heaven’s stones That place we must go