I need you I’m drowning Yet you swim by I’m bleeding Yet you run past I’m bullied Yet you look away I’m hurting Yet you keep going I need you
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Husband and Wife
They live in Perfect harmony She with her almond eyes And pouty lips He with his broad chest And bald fade They love to play together Today they are Playing tennis In the city park Laughing,grunting and running The clunk of the racket Causing the…
Sea shells by the sea Haiku
Sea shells in the sand A sea gull flying Squawking in the sun
Take the Stairs- Poem 11- Half Marathon
Take the Stairs- Poem 11th- Poetry Half Marathon by Ingrid Mount the stairs one by one or Tackle many, if it can Be done. Change perspective Change the view Change your beliefs and What defines you. One step forward, One step back…
Song of the Hair-Eating Cat
Verse 1: I have a cat, I call him Bob He is a miserable sod And his diet’s very strange He eats my hair Yes, it is very strange indeed Because when it is time to feed Then on my shoulder he’ll be perched To…
Bellman was a stalker
(Carl Michael Bellman, 1740-1795. This is based on his style of writing.) Till min Katarina, teatraliska diva Till dig min vackraste dikt jag vill skriva För ditt rödaste hårsvall och klänning så blå Och ögonen dina så underbart fina De lyser som sol när…
Cathy
Despite your current battle with the dreaded big ‘C’, you continue to amaze not only me, your courage is inspirational, your joy is a surprise, you’re very good at hiding the fear behind your smile, honestly my friend, you’d be well within your rights, to…
The Ballad of Meowleen the Airship Pirate, pt. 2
One day Meowleen and her crew Heard about a lab all new Top-secret project of the miceSo it must be something really nice “Fire up the engines, raise the steam!” Was the pirates’ order from Meowleen She waved her tail, looked at the sky This…
The Quiet of the Church
As I sit and wait on the others I wonder Did I miss the email? Where are my fellow writers? I know it’s summer…other plans? Some are out of town But there’s nearly 40 in our group; So I sit and wait Then pick up…
11. Someone else’s father
Someone else’s father I took a road trip once, with Death trying to hitchhike in my sister’s car. A broke-back Chevy, neon orange from its former life, highway patrol car. We should have turned right. Taken the exit to Annapolis. But the maps to…