Dear Fellow Marathoners, This is Cindy Whitaker from Durango, Colorado USA. Just 35 miles from my cabin lies a working cattle ranch dating back to the late 1880s. Those are my roots. Delving into DNA has only opened my eyes to what tenacity and perseverance…
Category: Introductions
Hello and Hey
I’ve been writing poems my entire life, and have always loved poetry. Emily Dickenson is one of my favorite poets. I’m very excited for the marathon. I’m actually not too worried about getting out 24 poems in 24 hours. The biggest issue for me will…
Greetings from Kansas City, Missouri! Jan Rog, 2022
Hello, I’m Jan. I teach English, love reading, and (surprise) have taken new delight in exploring my neighborhood. This will be my fourth Poetry Half-Marathon. I completed my first two but found my energy waned last year (2021). Still, I have returned and have found…
A title eludes me
Kids, Army, not in that order. College at 20, 24, 28 and 40. Art, pottery, painting, poetry. English degree first; Social worker last – childhood and my marriage fed that well. Trauma therapist now – childhood and the marriage fed that well also. I discovered…
Hour 12: Walking through the night
“As I was walking by the street, At night, I saw a car zoom past me, Not knowing who I was, Not knowing why I was there, To them, I was just another passing stranger, They glanced at, Through the corner of their eye, While…
Me
Poet with two nationalities Two lands in my heart Two families to long for Caring mother Crawled Catholic Devoted to my faith Honored to my parents Honest to commitments Hard working teacher Passion for justice Promote unity Long for peace @Maritza – Hour Nineteen …
Hour 14- Baby Sleep
The heavy lifting blood pint draining sighs Frequently blinks and shutters the lids The lazy sight beholds flickering lights Going on and off like a lightning bug Body laying numb lifeless in the colt Months preparing an opening a crusader gap For an outlaw streams…
Hour 13- Never
Never in my wildest dreams would have thought Thoughts that speaks sentiment and pain Pain that swim in sorrow and death Death that stings unrelenting digging deep Deep to the core the centre of the soul Soul that’s void vacuum housing the bridge Bridge that…
Introduction – 2021
I grew up in New Delhi, India, in a house and family where reading was really encouraged. Growing up, there wasn’t a free moment when I didn’t have a book in my hand. Soon enough, I began to imagine my own stories. Images became words,…
Hello everyone!
Hi – my name is Tammie /zhao. l o l , it came out like that so I thought I’d leave it. This way the algorithm might lose again, ha! I’m finding myself venturing into different pockets of the world – because there are so…