Prompt 17, Hour 14 For this hour I want you to use the quote bellow by Robin Wall-Kimmerer from her book Braiding Sweetgrass as the jumping off point. “The land knows you, even when you are lost.” The Land knows you even if you…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Homecoming
The land you know, even when you are lost can soothe a broken spirit with a familiar place to call home. The road no longer feels long, it becomes a guide without a map to follow the twists and turns around each corner. Knowing its…
2212 episode 3 Final Hour 3
2212 Episode 3 Final Sergeant Jackson and Corporal Jones escape They have a plan; to kill Lewie Pippin They take the train from Frankfurt to Bremen Bremen, home of Lewie Pippin Lewie Pippin the man who started the war Sergeant Jackson shoots Lewie in the…
The Long Road
Missing you as I would do, Letting old acoustic guitar stir awake Long, slow sweet memories of country driving, Your voice in my ear, low and husky with sleep As a quiet counterpoint memory playing accompaniment While country miles whistle by. Slipstream wind coasting through…
They Have Written Songs About You
(2nd attempt at Half Marathon) It was Elton who said you were back, Not quite with the same polished, Eight letters that might confuse some Into thinking you had class. Bill S. came much closer, But Bill was always classy In that we think we…
Found Is Creation [Prompt 17]
The land knows you, even when you are lost. For lost is only in your mind, you are here … never to fear … The spirit within is you, it is never lost. For truth is, you are God, creating from thought, the truth you…
Candle’s End
One small light in a dirty, dingy world. Does it make a difference? When the power goes out on a winter’s night And the crackle of fire and scratch of wool Are all that keeps cold out and warmth in, The light of a candle…
Weirdward
Speculating the possibility of those things deemed unreal and far beyond the reach of reality. How can it be so simple? Contemplating the moment, I no longer fear death and reach into the realm of synchronicity. How can it only be one life, one rhythm,…
Road
200 miles passed, and 200 to go. Just enough gas to hit the next nowhere town And drink, drink up to your fill. It’s a bright day, and when you stop The wind is a brisk friend whipping excitedly around your legs, Waking you up,…
Argy Bargy (Argument)
Prompt 16, Hour 13 Open a dictionary. Pick out an unusual word. Let your poem define that word without ever using the word itself (except perhaps, as the final word in the poem.) You may choose to use the word as your title if…