Yay made it through the half marathon! I enjoyed pushing myself again as it has been awhile since I’ve really written. Me My feet hit the ground in miniature earthquakes My legs feeling both powerful and like jelly My arms jiggle while I carry…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Searching for Enlightenment
Searching for Enlightenment It doesn’t seem like we are on the same path- You do yoga. I blast rock and roll. You inhabit a balanced life, Mine is in chaos. You sit pranayama in matching yoga togs, I’m in gritty work…
Lifeless
Poke poke Stick and stones Shake shake My still shoulder Pull pull Hair, clothes But I stir not To live is to move To not is to cease Diseased Sickly sweet odor Rotting flesh My flesh is perfect My skin flawless Not white, but alright….
Poem 12, Prompt 24
Life, love and liberty Compose the holy trinity Sweet consciousness in all its forms Delicious passion, care and warmth Freedom to do and be and more Priceless gifts of pure wonder Use them well and do not squander
Rockstar Poet
Quiet,snobbish one heck of a guy Thinks deeply writes soulfully Sits by himself smiles barely Lives calmly never asks why Sleeps all day under the moon After a whole day writing poems Or sometimes stays up all night long To write some songs he keeps…
Half Marathon My Hour 11
This one got rather short again. But only one left!! Forgotten Art It has been so long No pencils used No markers uncapped All left to collect dust Sketchbooks kept closed All left till inspiration comes
The Road Not Taken
Hour 23 : Random Prompt used: Took the Title of the Robert Frost Poem, but changed the poem completely In moments of screaming solitude reflection pays a visit and digs up questions I’d rather stay buried where is the sense in disturbing the…
Our Children
Stroll on sugar sand Many voices, many tongues, Children can unite us. Bette Low 2020
Spirit in denial #11
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…
The Little One
Prompt 23 (Half Marathon 2 Hour 11) Chhoti never left the room with the toys As a child, I was jealous of her For if I had my way, I would be there all day too Yet I was bound by rules and school, and…