8 pm Poem

The Move New adventures A chance to start fresh A walk down memory lane As you pack up one stage To begin another   Hope for a better life More opportunities and a brighter outlook A welcoming community of old friends A place to call…

Prompt 12. Moving.

A Moving Tale. A noisy adulterer Snagged his pants On a lemony tree, While climbing Over the filigree. He got off a kiss But had to leg it Due to the risk. He was met By an irate wife Who decried His “other life” His…

Haiku #12

I’ve banked palaces of love and great disaster on thrones of worry.  

Hunger/Poem 12

She was always hungry Many would consider her greedy Would see her appetite as insatiable She tried desperately not to act on its needs But her hunger always won out Gnawing persistently at her mental Forcing her to act She could not resist her cravings…

9/12/12

When you said, Michigan It was all I could do, not to change my mind. About us I mean, Michigan? Really? With him? Much as I wanted to say, “No, don’t go. I’ve changed my mind.” I knew it was too late for that Much…

Hour 12! (Last poem)

HeĀ glides through the room with a smug smirk Looking dapper in his Black tuxedo and just polished shoes He so eloquently holds his Manhattan in one hand While puffing on his Cuban with his other hand He exudes confidence and everyone Can feel it, men…

Torn on Moving Forward

We’ve been together so long now, you’n I. You hardly waivered through my college years, and you have always held me when I’ve cried; especially through all the burdened tears. Now I’ve graduated, and you’re ready for us to move on and out with our…

# 12 poetry marathon: Moving

  nothing ever stays the same. changes happen. you get up maneuvering your body and stretching.You travel from a house to house, city to city, state by state, or countries. constantly seeing and feeling changes. like a chameleon instead changing color; one modifies their location….