Focus (Brandy Goodman Poem #5) We have all lost our focus In the world we live today. To busy worrying about the effect When the cause should be on display. Sexism, Racism and discrimination Are all problems that’s true But instead of placing blame You…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Skay Hour 4
Edited: Baguette and cheese Of photography and particle physics, Talking respective loves, And purging out hates. Of friendships lasting much longer than puny, short lives. And thoughts living forever. Of home made bolognese and tiramisu, And baguette and cheese in a brown bag…
Goddess from Heaven
iv. Wheat and Sickle Golden wheats in left and sickle in right arm, The princess reap the field , along the young hearts. He advances forward, with a bamboo basket Oh dear beautiful, may you put those crop in it don’t let these…
Hey, Mom
Hey, Mom, Here’s the latest happy news, Andre — your first great-grandchild — is getting married he was just 12 when you ran out of time with us. The whole world has this Covid-19 to worry about but I know what you want to hear:…
Letter to Dad
It was one month before My last child was born That you were no more. We called her Erin Kelly The last of your legacy. Did I forget to mention Her beauty defied comprehension? But the lace and curls Did not suit baby girl. She…
Prompt Four
a letter to our lost selves dear humanity – a child’s sense of wonder and curiosity untamed is what the world needs now a child’s joy at seeing a caterpillar crawl or the blur of a hummingbird’s wings is how we will thrive a child’s…
Sister
Boundless creativity coming from you, Always onto the next thing, ADHD personified, A helicopter pilot, I think not, But I love your Lieutenant Dan Three is Company sketches, Weird little mice you created from felt, Doodles of your pug, The mask you learned how to…
prompt #4: epistolary poem
Dear Daddy ~ At 6, I howled when you took a hammer to my bed. I couldn’t know that we were moving, despite what you said. Mommy tried to intervene, but all I knew was broke. You tried to comfort me, I’m sure, your shirt…
#3. Witnessing the Love
The problem I see is it’s all about me The lens of my vision is cloudy Where reality lies in the ads that we buy Fill the bandwidth between my two ears While the earth tumbles on We debate like a pawn in the field…
I Am I, 1st Hour
Triumph in your own skin.