Sweet Spanish Chestnuts He kept them wrapped up in a handkerchief, as prized as a pocket watch against his breast. Seas swelled and wind whipped the Armada tossing it about until it became waterlogged, broken. Sunken off the Irish coast, the sailor’s body was washed…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Hour 5: Before Winter Comes
Sister Red and Brother Bear, please slow down. You’re too fast for me. Quiet, child, says Sister Red. We have much to do Before winter comes. The leaves are changing. The trees are bare. Soon the sunlight won’t even care. Sister Red and…
Skay Hour 5
Muscles ripple through gleaming skin Beads form and sweat trickles Down a furrowed brow. Each move shows the ache In the overstretched sinew From the strain of the oar And the burden of your toils What keeps you going, sailor? What heartache pumps your blood?…
2020 Poetry Marathon Hour 5 – Umbrella
It was a rainy year in college. I had a raincoat, But the drops would always reach my glasses. And three-quarters blind on rain-slick concrete stairs is no way to weather a storm. My first attempts were colorful, light, portable, collapsible. A fine companion in…
Sombrillas sombras
With coloured fabric the sky is full with surprises against odds time flies briefly in a subject, spining while falling ideas into hair from hare above, roaring cascabel matters and it starts to shake when it rains everything sound like tingling, sand and dusty…
I Feel You – 5th hour poem
edited version: I Feel You This biting wind comes too soon. It feels brittle under this sandy canopy. Though apart, we share the same night sky. Can you see what my eyes behold? Are there stars shining to brighten you, with dreams of what is…
Aqua Post 5
Nowhere to run, No escape ladder. Sit and lay awake all night, But I got a job to do, Know I will survive, I must survive, in this world of unnecessary pain. I won’t let go now, I can’t give up.
Get Lost inside
When things are tough And you’ve just had enough. When you bored out of your mind. Or even when you just have spare time. Lose yourself in a book. And I promise you’ll be hooked. It becomes a drug that puts your mind at…
Poem #5
Under the Stars sky wide open stars up above the blue-white wonder of God’s awesome love the sway of the river as fish swim all around the glory of earth and water abound the touch of your hand the glow on your face this is…
I use to worship The ground you walk on But now, I’ve mov’d to a new location You use to be my cup of tea,… But now, I take champagne I use to be your robot, But now Am everything you can’t control You use…