Hello from Earth. Are you out there somewhere on one of those twinkling stars? Are you looking out into the vastness of space back at my star? Hello from Earth. Do you know I am here looking up at you? Do you have advancements…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Hour Eight
Yikes! My soul is stretched among the stars pulled tight to encase galaxies dancing naked with cosmic juice. Energy pulses through me and inhabits me as tears leap from my cheeks flying off to become stars that soar through the mystery darkness of existence. My…
hour 6
after franny choi the world keeps ending, and the world goes on the same could be said for the days the months, the years, the decades all neverending ending things it used to be hard to get out of bed on weekday mornings the…
I Wonder
I wonder if people with Dementia ever really feel sad? They seem to be in a world all their own while we sit and watch them fade from who and what they use to be. Is it sad because we’re sad? feeling helpless in our…
Hour 7
August Sunflower boon. The perfect alchemy of light. Soft touch of summer dusk. August’s leaving grace. A swing set for one. A setting made for two.
Hour #8: Clear Moonshine
While in the south when we were young before computers we asked around. We learned of blue laws while in the south We were so young, we wanted moonshine. We met new friends, living in a trailer. While in the south we found…
Own It All
Nobody really likes Monopoly– not even the winner. The promise of lighthearted capitalist competition starts off seeming like it will be fun. The players pick the pieces that will bring them luck in this game of chance. They all start with the same amount of…
Twirling Round and Round #7
Twirling round and round, clouds overhead. Swinging higher and higher,flying. Arms out, head back, twirling round and round until the sandy yard comes up to meet me. I hold the laughing baby, dancing through the house twirling round and round.
One Look
One look And my guard falls to hell Every ounce of survival instinct falters And my heart melts to mush Memories flash in my minds eye Scorching and heady Arms and legs tangled in sweat Cheats heaving Lips smashing into each other With fervor One…
HOUR EIGHT – View Over the Edge of a Flat Earth
Prompt from Hour Six for Hour Eight I see hellfire rising to embrace the follies of mankind, a burning platter of human flesh falling from the earth into the abyss. Evil does exist but only in the hearts and minds of the arrogant, the selfish….