Shared love and burdens are scattered embracing all who enter. Separate thoughts and cares change perspectives connect all who enter. Shared hopes and visions shape our future form all who enter. Separate ideals and values value-added dreams build our home.
Category: Marathon Poem
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NEXT For You It’s yours alone and everyone’s too reverse engineer broken fundamentals Years are just a human timescale Count the days, pretend to be sick IV drip Lights in a screen 5G What can you see? Blurry Rot in your imagination while conjuring playlist…
Hour 4 – haiku
Mystical union Before the holy altar Making sacred vows
Hour 4 “What Makes Us?…”
Hour 4 9/2/2023 “What Makes Us?…” “Momma!” “Look!” pretty, pretty… “pretty…” And the lil fingers grasp and pull, grasp and pull… legs RUN to other visions of pretty, pretty… lil fingers, stained with green, stained with smiles stained with pretty, pretties… lil hands…
“She’s Called Alice” (prompt 2)
out of touch but always touching something someone place or person give me a name that means whole stable satisfied if you have a name to spare if I bleach my hair if I skip down streets if I skip meals quiet the feeling the…
MY MARRIAGE – #4
He is her safe harbour in every storm She eats all the chocolate He keeps house while she dreams of creating beauty An echo of the life she lives still in the honeymoon when she wakes beside him looks at his sleeping face and remembers…
Hour 1 – Out of nowhere.
Prompt 1 Out of Nowhere! (First two lines from Selkie Weaning Young (Redux) by Diana Khoi Nguyen This is how she found us the past draped about us like a cloak, she offered a helping hand soon the weight of the past…
Remember Your Worth
Remember Your Worth Dedicated to the First Nations of USA “We’re Worth It Too” Society may not think we are. But we are. We are adorned by the stars with turquoise. Entrusted to keep the land safe. Looked up to for wisdom. …
February, Not July hour 3
February, Not July My birthday came and went and I thought of you, yours came and went of course, I thought of you, think of you every day missing you, though the missing feels like less and that feels wrong but I think you know…
IV. Short because the movers are on their way to take your stuff!
With this ring I said I do. I did, and I thought, so did you.