my brother asked my father once “what language do you think in?” he laughed, thought for a second and said “i used to think in Arabic, but now i think in English.” we drove on to our favorite Saturday night burger joint.
Category: Marathon Poem
The tricks
It has started But I wont let it win Oh time This time you will loose…
7PM
Reflections of life gardens of flowers dandelions and buttercups mayflowers and clover Sunrises light the day and sunsets prepare for rest coloring the sky in pastels.
Shining Light
Shining Light Acast a light To penetrate one’s soul Igniting love deep within Shining Light Guiding Light Showing the path As it unfolds Shining Light on a Wandering road never ending, learning and experiencing the bountiful fruit that life provides Shining Light Healing…
tactile
metal bones will ache you he runs his forefinger across the spine-length scar and you cringe at the first touch of recognition
Blonde
She was blond Held a camera Was beautiful Her face like a movie star Or a model from the 70’s She was interesting She was smart She was new to me She was new to you
Ten times a man
You embraced me when you knew I’d given all that I had- and triumphed. You gave me your precious time, unequivocally, when you realized I didn’t expect it- but needed it. You encouraged me when your friends shunned me as inadequate. You understood that I…
Higher Self
Hour 11 – 4:00 PM I’m more then a poet. I’m more then a friend I’m elastic, a listener, something to transcend. A higher self I’m in search of in the end. Have mercy on all these who have just began. – J.C. ©
phases
to eat bullets pills or nothing at all to end something that was “just a phase.” __ar. (short one. I don’t have power)
she’s come undone
they say she’s sick cuz she leaves her windows open when it’s cold outside- curtains blowing in the wind; lost her husband and kids all grown- they pat my head and say leave her ‘lone but she fascinates me with her silver blue hair always…