Twenty four hours Twenty four poems written Renewed with each one
Category: Marathon Poem
Autumn stream
Whereupon You must tell them ‘Here stands my other son’ He loved you and he held you dear As Hercules held Uni dear And nursed from her breast And you, my dear Who never would trouble herself As the morning dawn Is too cold and…
Poem 20
You were my friend You were my bacon of the day You made everything better So what chanced Was that you ignored me Or took advantage of me Possible that you looked at me like garbage No it was that you walked away when I…
Confidence
Confidence when the battle of fear With one’s ego has been fought and won Unity between head and heart brings Self-love And from this Confidence glows from within to the outside world Touching all that you encounter On your path
“Breakfast At Nine”
Before dawn breaks in Singapore, The hunched, wizened figure, Worn singlet already drenched in sweat, Prepares his aromatic infusion. A heady scent permeates the entire kitchen. The brew of freshly grinded robusta, Roasted with generous dollops of butter or margarine, Drenched in hot water…
The Raging and Consuming War of The Poetics
Part XX Double X, less obscene than triple – or maybe less octane; Question… how many parts of a play can a person adequately portray? Answer… as many as it takes to make it to see another day… so I’m told… – Michellia D. Wilson…
4am
Thankful if this were any ordinary day, I would have fed the negative vibes by now more times than the patient on the couch, only I haven’t been caught yet, lucky me, or maybe lucky you, one of us must have spoken more than the…
brain traffic
exit signs and satellites i don’t know where we’re going or who’s watching or why i’m even inclined to know when some days all i want to do is place bets on something i don’t understand and wait to see what happens but the satellites…
Solitude Poem 18
Solitude We have walked together More than I can say My withered heart preferring aloneness Years of my own voice Raging in my head a cacophony of silence Aloneness Almost afraid to push the boundaries Afraid of thick walls coming down Afraid to be vulnerable…
The light has come..
Its on the way To take it away The dark will loose Light will stay While I embrace all the ends All my pains remain at bay Night will say a last bye Sun rays enter through the sky Bad will go Good will come…