on the back side of our property was a fence row, and on the other side of that row was a railroad track; berries grew on the fence and my Grandmother would drag us back there to help her pluck those precious fruits each season;…
Category: Marathon Poem
The Chili Peppers
Serenely, calmly walking The girl-child, bear and fox. They syncopate their steps As they make their rhythmic way Through the city of Angels. All three are wild In their own brazen ways. Yet, also goal-oriented, Motivated to reach their destination Together on the album cover….
Our soul’s
Bring our soul’s to The most beautiful healing. Of your kingdom of heaven.
Hour 20 Not My Genre
Not my genre I find it hard to describe art, that I can’t get into. No offense to the painter, it’s all good and in the pupils to remember.
Who?
Who do you trust, little girl. A fox or a bear? Who should lead, little one, The kit or the cub? Who do you love, little dear, Can you make your choice clear? Who do you know, little lass, The sly or…
promise of wings
The fairy girl and her mates set off on a journey The red fox strides ahead The black bear by her side The fox and the bear decide the fairy girl -too young to see the carnage Taking the roundabout route They are to see…
5
Warm skin Even warmer Glistening in the heat. Sun~kissed glass As I open the door Shiny metal burns me. I freeze in pain Plastic slits of dash throw air Like razor ice~cubes at me. Sweet delicious grinning goosebumps Make me laugh in glee Locking it…
(Hour 19) 16.30pm-17.30pm. PROMPT, : “common phrases used in a context where you would not usually hear them”
Pardon me: or 11 things you’ll never hear Presidential Candidate Drumpf say. “An extremely credible source has called my office and told me that Barack Obama’s birth certificate is a fraud.” Pardon me, I’m making this shit up as I go along. “I am being…
Coalition
Cunning fox, lithe red form and brave, black bear lead the girl over sidewalk through concrete jungle decorated with a spray can among leftover flora. Or maybe, she leads them.
2009
2009 Frannie Z Hoping I wouldn’t see you, I went to gather news. Your next door neighbor told me that your twins were the light of the block. She asked me if I wanted her to tell you I’d come. I told her…