I stand alone. Victim to my own thoughts, Surrounded by darkness. Wanting to move forward, Step out of this vast emptiness, I look around. Prisoner to the situation, Bystander to life. Thinking about the what-if, Wishing it were different, I break free. No longer a…
Category: Marathon Poem
THE SEASON OF PRAYERS (hour iv)
They are burying their witless open secrets in void orisons They are seeking the faces of supplication merchants, in vacuums They are plucking out stars from the dark skies, sweating All wide eyes on them They are exhuming their decayed consciences from graves of opulence…
Hour 4, Poem 6
Between life and death Lies a place Of warm sunshine And gentle smiles A place with no grief Nor sadness Nor despair A place of serenity Of quiet Of perseverance Between life and death You are safe From miseries of living And regrets of dying…
Threshold
It’s more than a day, it’s a lifetime. A commitment to have and to hold. More than a dream, this is real, babe. And it’s been said fortune favors the bold. More than a promise worth keeping, it’s deep trust that’s more precious than gold….
Death of the Expected
Conjoined twinning is perilous oxygen and blood, fo ever and ever, hoping for shared viewpoints heartbeats heard hopes supported. Society expects this bargain to be made of loss in service to the other who carries on as normal, considers the rest as baggage to be…
Hour 4: Write a poem about the topic of marriage, without ever using the word marriage, and while also ideally avoiding the words spouse, husband, and wife.
Point B and Point A facing opposite poles on the same mattressed board strings attached silent words convoluted phrases that meander into the sea of nothingness “The question is,” said Alice, “whether you can make words mean so many different things.” “The question is,” said…
Empty
For fifteen years I did my best To honor all those vows We shared before Goddess and man But I had to get out He had a mistress those last few years And I could not compete When I tried to intervene He’d knock me…
Hour 4: Joining Together
A cute enterprising couple Decided to join lives They got along very well So their futures they combined. They had a lavish ceremony Where they said, “I do!” They traveled home together Lined up their varied shoes. Each day was spent with lots of love…
Hour 4
it is an institution that has outlived our purposes possibly but we are dreamers, are we not? perhaps, though, we are ready to give up on the illusion that there is more than a middlin’ chance of survival, of true love, of a forever love,…
Hour 4 image prompt- Icy Sermon
One day in distant future Ice walls walled in our pride The few of us remaining And hiding deep inside An igloo city of the ancients Built by those who burned our world After they at least reflected And leaned into saving Gaia “Now ye…