Poem 17 – Fire The flames roar high My mind races wild Nothing is in its place I must gather my life, My creative soul Cannot leave it behind This is my mould Papers, Laptops Memory sticks – All my materials in the mix Cannot…
Category: Marathon Poem
Poem 16/24 – Requiem for Imagination
Poem 16 – Requiem for Imagination Colourful purple Sticky marshmallows In fluffy Cotton clouds Nearby sittings Willow trees
Poem 15/24 – Words Never Said
Poem 15 – Words Never Said I tried to tell you Years ago Of a flame burning bright That had began to grow – Why did we not act on sight? This flame lies deep Deep inside Not visible to the eye As…
Poem 14/24 – Senses
Poem 14 – Senses Taste Comfort – Filling my senses Warm Cold – In all flavours Hard Soft – And all different textures From smell to sight To taste sensations – That is what I like
Poem 13/24 – The Road Less Traveled
Poem 13 – The Road Less Traveled A came to a fork in my road And not knowing which one to take, I looked down the one – To see as far as I could in deed And then down the one with the…
Poem 12/24 – Acknowledging Shifts
Poem 12 – Acknowledging Shifts I feel the change The shift in side Is this the way forward? I fear to think my time Has been for naught. This feeling, This pain, This anger – Can no longer hide. Change is…
Poem 11/24 – Friendship
Poem 11 – Friendship His big brown eyes Stare into my soul He knows – He can feel my pain He props his front legs up on the couch and rests his head down on my leg Just as a tear runs down…
Starry Knight
My starry, starry knight Swirls of black Swirls of blue I thought he was my dream come true. Captured so long ago By his smile, by his face By his seeming endless grace Now there’s no star No light No way to live my…
hour 20 poem
step by step your hand holding mine the train moves slowly the landscape further like the props for a stage play on the corridors same footsteps wheeling the handluggage the summer heat making you sleepy everything moves slower together frozen in time like in a…
#20 – Your hands
Your hands are pouring light all around Your hands are healing everything about There is nothing to do, Nothing to pay attention to, Nothing to care for Your hands are strong and proud They know what to do Where to go and who to meet…