Keep the fire burning, As the cold winds blow. Shoulder the blades, That tear at your dreams. Hope is yours to keep.
Category: Marathon Poem
I Am Boss
Clearly thoughts can come and go some sometimes stop and stay a while but others do not make me smile they make me mad they just took off they’re being bad when I need them then they’re gone and the ones that stay I don’t…
Stardust is Made of Cheese
“Stardust is made of cheese asleep in its own shoes,” my mind repeats, hoping for a little of each. Sleep first. That glorious time when movies and music play, and I, the star, am the hero hoping for a resolution. Then cheese, and showers, and…
To Grendel
Grendel was a monster That’s what they say Claws, fur, teeth Attacking and killing And showing no pity An anachronism In a quiet community Something that disturbed And challenged every person So why… as I grow older Do I identify more with the monster?
Hour 24- Sturdy – Image Prompt
Sturdy Sometimes all that’s left To round things out When thinking fast or slow Is the study of the oldest art A sleep perchance to dream To dream and wake refreshed Our body feeling well and strong Sturdy, balanced, ready to face doubt.
Moon
Hour – 18 Under the river of stars Beneath the harvest moon, When the silver flowers sparkling In the garden of nights, Enjoying the ride of life, One day comes a typhoon, Comes and tells you As a beautiful buddy the agony is over now…
23 Painter’s Tape
23 Painter’s Tape Loyal to duct tape I am now cheating With the easy to tear Blue tape of painters Wide and narrow rolls Artists have known Of this wonder over Time and trial Houses taped at edges To protect the…
Collision Course, Hour Twenty-Four
Collision Course Sleep in the beginning of this yearly adventure flirtatiously flitted around the periphery of consciousness, not quite stepping into view. Now, near the end, sleep collides with my eyes, forcing blackout periods from which I startle and jump mid word, a deer fleeing…
Creation
Creation invites expression- connection- a place of communion, an exploration of self. I like having you near me just doing your own thing. You are one of my favorite beings in all of creation.
false advertising (prompt 19)
all of my life I imagined you and you were unattainable the end of the rainbow too grandiose to fathom I wanted your nighttime cityscape skylines to wear like a sequined belt I left everything behind to follow you you called and I listened arrived…