You would often say,” I want to go by the water.” The salty smell and temperamental waves brought you peace eventually became your sanctuary. You loved how the deep blues and somber grays mimicking the rich clouds in the sky. As you watched the fishes…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
2020 Hour 6 – A Dying Cat, Beloved
Socks soaked, again Nose crinkles with fury one more fucking thing. How many times? Too many, too close. Not spite, loss of control. Worse than we thought. Sticky paws, wet fur, plaintive meows gone unnoticed for how long? The vet’s not far, And she’s been…
Poem Hour Six
An Ideal Day Lazy, sound of silence Maybe the song of birds outside, Safe and cozy covers surrounding us, As we smile at the lack of anywhere to be. Later, immersing ourselves in stories, laughter, Comforting cups of tea and sandwiches, Curled up together As…
2020, poem 6, prompt 6 – write your perfect day
A perfect day Seeing a hare in a dew jewelled field. The smell of scones, gold dripping over their crispy edges onto a gilt-edged saucer and hot tea in a gilt-rimmed cup. Contentment from filling a page with sensory images. The silence of the hovering…
Poem #6, Ideal Day, RedStar
Rise and shine, reach for the sky, set the intention, remember the ‘Why’. Give thanks for the day, before feet hit the floor, call love to the heart, and expect to feel more. Hit the cold shower, refresh and awake, sing while you’re at it,…
Poem 4 (Hour 4) Qundeel
“Lost Love” My love, i am buried with you Without you, I cannot find me too The day you departed from the world I am motionless and have been curled From my day to day activities of life I am bored and feel under a…
The Best Day
Morning sun. A perfectly fried farm-fresh egg. Toast with home-made raspberry jam. Hands in garden dirt. Pinching back petunias. Transplanting beets. Feet moving along park path. Sound shoes. Dog sniffing critter trails. Sound of tumbling falls. Tuna sandwich with garden lettuce. Potato chips. Paddleboards careening…
Another Ideal Day
The day is filled with joy and laughter Children are running around the compound with careless abandon The women of the house roam the garden and stop to smell the flowers The drizzling rain envelops leaves The rain increases its intensity and turns into…
Nap Time (Hour 6)
The relaxing sound of the cat’s purr, feeling the vibrations on my skin, The weight of the dog laying against my leg. The warm cozy weight blanket soothing the day away. The soft sleep music emitting via the radio. My eyes close. The day fades.
Outdoor Memories – Hour 6 Prompt
The firelight glows amid the crackling embers and wispy gray smoke fills the cool, damp autumn air. My love hums a familiar ditty about our life together and as I look at the lines growing on his tired, aging face, the sight of a few…