“My influence, My Lady” I was nothing But a particle of matter, living ordinary! A lady grabbed me to heaven And poured a something like love That agitated me to revolve around my existence Today I am better version and fruitful for others I wish,…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Hour 2, Almost a Haiku
I never was one for following recipes, prefer, instead, the adventure of trial and error.
Poem #2
Recipe for a Relationship Ingredients 1 whole person 1 tender heart a generous supply of time 1/4 C of empathy 1/4 C of compassion Find one solid human being who is interesting and arouses something in you when you see them. Add one tender heart…
Sunflowers (Hour 2)
From small seed, they were planted, these sunflowers in a row. My first year at trying them, to see if they would grow. Mighty sprouts unfurled through the soil, Seeking the sun so bright. Watching them grow taller each day, it’s such an amazing…
My Key – Prompt 1
I loved the way you painted us Battling wicked fathers and blood thirsty demons Our bodies that were fat-bearing enemies, begging for war. You painted us with legs that ran fast with voices that belted and I a key nestled right in my palm. So…
2020 Poetry Marathon, Hour 2
Hour 2 prompt: The recipe thing. I listed my ingredients, then followed the recipe (sort of).
Mother Ear hour 1
What will be left When finally his turn is done With what’s left of her From the clench of His vice like grip Dripping with plaque Will we get there in time? Will she still be alive? If we bring the non-doctors And tell her…
My Paterfamilias
My Paterfamilias I was humbly and hungrily Waiting for a day like this. To see joy sparkling everywhere In my heart. And never thought of being angry For waiting too long For a day like this. I…
#2 The Volta
That rubber-soled squeak, screech (meant tenacity, speed) now highlights sharp discord of my crumbling strength, echoing from the loud tv.
Stupid Recipe Prompt 1/2 marathon poem #2
Stupid Recipe Prompt 1/2 marathon poem #2 Take 1 stupid prompt. Add a generous helping of overcomplicated rules. Add approximately 500-1000 frustrated poets. A dash of desperation. Allow to boil over furiously for about an hour. Ignore for 24 hours before tasting – mostly bitter.