The kitchen clock reminded me I missed a poem Clearly there is more at play here then I think Discipline and words swirl together like soft serve cones my daughter craves in summer.
Category: Half Marathon Poem
HOUR 2
LISTEN You asked Me to listen; I did. Those words had no meaning no, not for me. Distracted by his rifle and blurry tattoos I should have listened to your prompt and not viewed. I’ll try again a second time Without distraction I…
JUST FRIENDS – Prompt Two
Once we were just friends Though it seems so long ago Our laughter was contagious Our happiness on overflow. Once we were great lovers Our passion rivaled the gods We reveled in our differences And loved against all odds. Once we were excellent partners Our…
Hello Love- Prompt Two- Half Marathon Poem By Ingrid Exner Aug 2016
Hello Love- Poem 2 by Ingrid Hello Love… Are you listening, to my tender words which seem to be crytaling? Falling fast Against your door I stand beside you Wanting more. Hello Love… Are you listening? I forgot where we were. Confused by…
Millions of Particles Dancing
Millions particle dancing is an understatement how else is life on this planet? So even though across the world thoughts too are flying
Poem 2
Chapter 2: The Call They’d brought a woman to the highest tower and we’d gathered to watch like it was a show. They’d said she was the heir and exile, the last of the bloodline with claim to the throne. Truth be told…
Time – first poem
every single day we chase it , then the day passes, going to our jobs, taking some extra classes, making promises to our loves ones, we will see you soon, sounds so very easy, it may be easier to go to the moon. every…
The Shadow
The shadow, from within it rose from inside him, can evil be explained? perhaps it says so much. The shadow had reached high but no one could say why, it’s hard to say it’s true for how could one believe? He caused so…
Life Embarks
Be our best so why bother to compare no two alike, this is the point, my dear so be naturally, no game involved be at 5 PM eyes red, hair tossed whatever the day presents be at 2 PM going all day body somewhat a…
Phrase Florist 2016 Marathon Poem #2: Dropping Critique
Dropping Critique When hearing your feedback, my body tenses up. Agree, disagree to whatever you say. Such heavy words to apply to my baby. Be gentle and love her, this piece of my heart.