The house was always the object of fear The foreboding tree out front that seemed hell bent on being creepy at all angles And the smell…death. Or what we imagined death smelled like The neighborhood kids would often dare one another Ding-Dong Ditch! Ding-Dong Ditch!!…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Sunset and Poetry
There is something about the sunset that makes us weave dreams As the day bids adieu to welcome a calm evening anew Staring at its magnanimous display of stunning hues, Takes you to a dreamland, a nameless place, another undiscovered world Perhaps a new frontier…
Instantly I’m reminded of my favorite childhood movie, “The Secret Garden” That I’d to get lost in as a young girl It consumed my mind and my heart Caught up in their intensely emotional and magical world I’d be sucked in to the painful undertones I…
Hour 6
fishing reminds me of you- torn hat, vest, soggy old shoes, rod and spinner I watch the curve of your strong calves as you spring from rock to boulder upstream standing in shallows, lying in wait for your prey fishing makes you smell like the…
6. Summer Breeze
Tell me gentle wind Is it at last hot summer? I can feel warm air Announcing he is coming Wet, tan, fun, in the offing (Tanka 2015 @ 2:17 p.m.)
Rx:Live.Laugh.Love.
Poem Six for The Hour Six life is so precious to live for we tend to f I n d what’s the best cure asking for r e a L remedies from door, down, under plunge yourself t O the pool of satisfaction get energized,…
#6 – Somehow
the unlikeliest of people brought together somehow final results that have yet to be seen a band of life misfits both low & high brow what wisdom from each could they glean some were quite candid while others were shy differences ranging south, east, north,…
#6 poetry marathon: Autumn arch
Autumn the changing of leaves gives entrances and exits a whole new meaning. The air is crisp and light. Here was an arch like many from the Castille region in Spain marking our footprints in the ground on this beautiful day.
Too hot! (6th hour of marathon)
I’m hot, sweaty, cranky for sure. Running errands in this heat is not fun when searching for a parking space. I growl and curse, but finally a space opens. Inside, I relax and receive practical help, but then I’m outside in the heat again. Cars jam…