A dainty restaurant located at the twenty-first corner is always bustling, people grinning and chortling. Seasoned salads and spiced up turkeys decorate numerous wooden tables, everyone digging in instantly, knives and forks clattering. So warm and utterly cozy inside, waitresses, jolly and motherly….
Category: Marathon Poem
The night is for sleeping #22
Sleep awaits me with baited breath Drowsiness encloses me Twitching eyelids and sluggish moments I fight away slumber’s fingers. Dreams- a multicolored kaleidoscope Anything is possible Even the most bizarre The night is for sleeping.
Letters above #21
Dear Tooth Fairy, My name is Sam Jerry I know you must be incredibly busy But I can’t help but be tizzy! You see today I lost my first tooth! It’s an incisor according to Ruth. And thus, I couldn’t sleep tonight Since,…
Final Hour and Desperate Measures
Dan the fireman told me he was made for three things: to play baseball, put out fires, and fuck. But he left ball and bat at home and there is no smoke in this bar.
At the Diner #22
At the diner I order the same food every time I eat breakfast any time of day. Pancakes, eggs over medium and bacon and a cup of co
Maniacal Ranting at the End of My Time Here
I once met a man with fifteen cats. My policy is even one deems a man untrustworthy. So, I told him all my secrets, he didn’t tell a single one. I met a woman with a serpent’s tongue. Her truth sounded like lies, and mothers…
A street walk #20
Mister fox trotted A bear scrambled ahead The little girl ran. Agile and cunning Like the forest’s big bad wolf Red Riding Hood trails. Her bear protector Sniffing for a honey comb Guiding and guarding.
Wisdom
As I rise to the occasion Wings full filling all time, matter and space to embrace the universe i dip from the moon’s glow and caress the milky way’s threshold to cover her whole land and sea skies unfold 5 fold 1 – 2 –…
Postman #19
The postman throws my letters away, cheerfully singing, “Have a nice day!” “How dare you!”, I yell. Fists shaking in anger Face red with rage Glowering I walk away, my ego wrapped in a bandage. The postman throws my letters away, Cheerfully singing, “Have…
Poem 19 — I Am Tired
I am amazed at the time my eyes stayed open, I proved that opportunities encouraged me like the help of a friend. So much resided in my mind over the course of a day, Still sounds and expressions go unanswered, I couldn’t phrase what I…