These streets have been silent for far too long… Let’s kick up a storm and run all along. Let’s raise our voices and make our intentions clear. Let this announcement reach those far and near. The revolution has begun. Man and animal walk hand…
Category: Marathon Poem
hour three
“Before Darkness” the blurry city before darkness just like my watercolors drawings in the beginning asking me to clarify what is actually there at first just a faint idea my thoughts taking shape
Prompt 20 – Hour 20 – ekphrastic poem – “The Mission”
Olivia sat with her friend Ollie the bear, as she waited for her two friends, Oxie the fox and Ellie the elephant calf Today was a bright, sunny day — perfect for their planned picnic. Olivia had worn her favourite red and green dress Oxie…
Trifold
Phil knows the way Knows the path, knows the trail, Knows the shortcuts, the subtle lay lines Phil the vanguard, Phil the scout, Without Phil the journey is aimless Without Phil the mission is mindless, Wandering through hostile territory dangerous without his guidance Phil the…
Prompt 20
Coalition Three friends set out on a search for fun Late on a summer day, Bruno the bear and Sally the girl, While Reynard the fox leads the way. The plants have gone old but the walls still bloom And the colors show them the…
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When I think~ I think of you (and think of you I must) I think about the way you looked (you last looked at me)
Coalition of Seekers
My journey has taken my pet fox and I many places in search our lost family, past spray painted graffiti, forests of lively green trees, we picked up the bear in the forest, she’s lost someone, lost friends, lost relatives, we search together, a coalition of seekers,…
How are you? – Prompt Nineteen
How are you? Asked the cheerful lady, Living in 309 down the hall. How are you? Eyed the watchful doorman, As he opened the doors. How are you? Grumbled my stern boss, He just kept walking by. How are you? The waitress politely inquired, Her…
Exhaustion
Eyes drooping and face shadowed by sleep and still hours of creativity to sweep limbs chained down with new words that I juggle around dragging around a body made of lead I ignore the temptations of my bed and struggle on, battle conviction graced by…
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You I thought Were Meant for Me but I was wrong. (so wrong.) You I thought My World was Yours but I was wrong. (so wrong.) You I thought Would Love Me, too… but I was wrong. (so very wrong.)