I would give the world simply to sit in traffic, with you, see hours exhausted as all cars around hiss and grog for movement, And I want you to watch, know my world, know yours. Trees, or what is left of some (Like the wooden…
Category: Marathon Poem
“Skeletal Sailor”
I awoke under the silvery, soft moonlight. To be honest I was clueless as to where I was. I slowly surveyed my surroundings. I was on a sandy beach with spikey palm trees to the right of me and spikey palm trees to the left…
Hour 2: Ablution of Autumn
The sky, a single cloud unsundered Casts desire over leafy crowns Which grace the head of Mother’s matrons And gild the brows of Gaea’s patrons A longing to undress Their summer clothes so lately lush Grow itchy ‘gainst their knotty skins To alleviate the…
Sunshine Assassin
Be honest, There really isn’t such a thing as a good morning When it comes at the behest Of a violent sun dawning, And drawing (With a beaming spite and a golden knife) Blood from the soft moonlight, That had provided such a gentle spotlight For…
Blazing Summer (hour 2)
Oh summer time , Oh summer time you make me whisper a love so divine you send your beauty in such a sweet array you clothes mankind in sun rays, you brighten each day with laughter and music The flowers are beautiful the fruit trees…
✨Lock out Elysium✨
I always had faith in love and miracles.when I first met you, I knew I would put my emotions on the line. To be part of you is something sacred, I’m reborn each time I wake up in your arms. Your lovemaking takes me to…
Should have been born a fish
I hate gravity… It causes billowing spots, all over, of blue and purple that turn unnatural shades of green and orange. I was born on land to live a tortured life. The corners of tables grab me and the smallest of pebbles can trip…
SunFettered
Soft moonlight fades into good morning beams of ecstasy Drawing closed the curtains I must hide from the after-hour sun Biddings of good morrow cascade In tireless freefall they flow But I have built a dam to keep the fields moist For I am something…
Hour 2
Chats with the Moon To be honest, we are all a rather lonely lot So I’d be not embarrassed at what I sought A night that actually should have been dark Was lit by the moon and my thoughts decided to embark On a journey…