Pansies… one of the first flowers to appear in the spring, they last all through the heat of the summer, and often hang tough through the chill of the first frost. With their little faces, pansies are a reflection of our soul… they are survivors,…
Category: Marathon Poem
hour 12 poem
the sky more blue the Grass more yellow the field more green the horses more in a rush on the dusty countryside road leasing towards somewhere lost from my sight… the lost horizons always before us and beyond our reach
Difficult
This time not sure whether i will be able to get this through
Over There
See my grandmother standing over there Looking at the rainbow beyond the fields Glitter glints in her eyes, gleams in her hair Reflecting the compassion she reveals Her dress is billowing in gentle air Radiating the harmony life yields See my grandmother standing over…
Better Late Than Never
Waves crescendo into a mighty wisp, crashing against the rocks. Seagulls swoop and dive in a fury of anticipation. But no sound. Emptiness. Silent echos of nothing. Memories that stop. Always dreaming, but never dreamt. Prelude with no finale. All being, but never been….
Hour 18
The Sky is Uncertain of Rain The sky is uncertain of rain as it pours On sand, on the canopy, on shores I cannot speak for all the skies But I trust mine never lies He is different than all of his kin Prudence with…
Jay’s Fried Chicken
My favorite meal, also my favorite type of woman I may prefer two large breasts, but that alone is not enough I need some passionate, spicy, liquid love to excite me And on one side I like the boundary shells and cheesiness And on the…
Gold
not everything that shines is gold we tend to get distracted, by bulky packages and shiny things because we think it makes us happy there is a price which others pay for our bulky, shiny things; with their life they sacrifice for our finery By: KMH 2015
hour 11 poem
telling me the Time to go out for a walk ordering me about to play i learn to play with a ball telling me the time without knowing it to get up early in the morning letting me know he loves me without words telling…
Love Conquers None
Love doesn’t conquer all; No amount of love is sufficient to donkey-punch Death and keep our loved ones with us and immune from the effects of aging and disease; Even short of that, relationships where one or both of the parties thought they were in…