DoOOoOooooWWWwwwnnnnnnnnn I fell, lift my load Spin it. Slap it. Smack I. Stay away sssssssssssshhhhhhhiitttttttttt I don’t get much sleep Break free and hold my hand Out of pain. Out of trust. To the fact the end is near Whatcha gonna Do? People tell me…
Category: Marathon Poem
where am i going
not one place but many distance traveled, space explored every night you die. the places you have been disappear when you lay your head each day represents a new life, you are no longer who you were and neither are the people who loved…
Playground in an old school
Lingering in my mind Reminding how a simple tree house Singing songs and playing around it Wondering time how beautiful life is Serenity on each avenue Taking times off the road Secured grounds for our safety Still missing much of it Kindling in…
Hour Five Haiku
High above the world Cool in the cherry branches I target-spit pits.
The House at the End of the Street
Alone at last in the dead of night, he reaches for her under their threadbare existence with one clammy hand. She dutifully obliges. Alone at last in the dead of night, the girl is sound asleep; the tiara is still askew on her head…
mr. sunshine
you make me happy joyful delightful with all ten fingers and toes you make me silly happy get rid of all my woes cheerful wonderful jubilee exhilarate little mr. sunshine, my little ray of golden sun, sweet little child of mine you make me happy…
God love
Promise of’ God love Every footstep of ‘God love is right. Beside of your heart. See everything we go through. Every breath we take. God’ Is their. Promise of ‘God love Is the glory that we feel into our hearts. Every smile we…
front porch
I asked my ten year old niece what I should write my next poem about she told me to look at the dragonfly as it flirted by she hopes that her best friend Aubrey is in the same fifth grade class as her she asked…
September Says Hello
You were remembered today, my friend. If every day by others, only because they relied on you or saw you more often. I was guilty of not remembering the day, only knowing it’s coming up too soon for others, but I feel I can remember…
Running Tears
Heavy hearts flooded in memories of your life rewinds back to how things were when you were lively and happy, enjoying the things that you love. Now, confined by a white sheeted bed, hooked up on monitors struggling to breathe as pain shock waves inside…