Using the Prompt: “write about marriage without a direct mention of the words…” Thanks to Nancy! [2023: Hour Four, Half Marathon]. Dancing bouquet, as Fate leads the way – Together we sway, toward the dawn of new days, Our souls; embracing Union. Joined in bliss;…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
2023 Poetry Marathon — Hour #4 — Noon
A siren roars over the regular town chatter its wailing disrupting the rhythm of a Saturday At any other time on any other day, a warning Today, the Saturday 12 o’clock whistle
Hour 4 – The Bride
The girl stands still before the closed doors in front of her, Her hands shake a delicate petal tumbles to the red carpeted floor beneath her. She feels the satin ribbon around the stems dampens with perspiration. The girl turns her head slightly careful…
Hour One
About us draped the past Please understand that we have always Had the past wrapped around us, Echoing the moments that we lived… We wore it proudly because it made us Into the people that we were, Folding us like origami into individual…
After forty years
He brings me tea, with just enough ice After nearly forty years, this is quite nice. He sprays my feet, then covers my tootsies After nearly forty years, we still play footsies. He covers me at night, temperature appropriately set After nearly forty years, he…
Hour 3 poem
MATHEMATICS OF LIFE Add your smiles Subtract your sorrows Multiply your happiness Divide your chores Differentiate between Good and evil Integrate the goodness in all Time is precious Count your blessings Life is not a graphical function It’s a combination of rational , irrational and…
Hour Four
Two became one in theory in pain in happiness chores divided hobbies united yelling from opposite sides of the house, “What?” “I told you so!” Stop. Two souls intertwined I know yours you know mine. not love but trust.
prompt #4 — marriage
Who cares She told me no one cared about the two of us Boring, she said. The struggles, the compromises. how we learned so very painfully to listen The way laughter slowly replaced anger and the present outlived our pasts No, she told me. No…
Prompt 4: Group Project
I’ve never been one to like a group project, So now it hardly seems fair, The one thing I want most in the world, Requires another person there.
untitled – hour four
to care and love with open hearts to stay beside with open minds to love’s embrace we beckon on