He was a magnificent creature, the son of Typhon and Echidna His mammoth heads inspired awe and fear alike He was the dreaded monster, known as the Lernean Hydra His abode was the seas, he ruled with great elan And ravaged the inhabitants and livestock…
Category: Marathon Poem
city Lights
when the play came to an end at last the lights switch off The curtain closes on the podium to night, the city under the firmament folded as a black blanket congregation of the stars in the sky wind chants melody tunes a lullaby The…
crawling up that hill (prompt 17)
I couldn’t make it through the episode without dissolving in a fit of tears like exposure therapy like the fullest release like finally being seen in my exquisite suffering not unique to me but rarely written into scenes I’ve never seen it played back that…
The Big Apple
Beneath the streets subway cars rumble. Platform serenades soothe or annoy while you wait. Offshore, Lady Liberty watches and wonders when Freedom’s bright promise will be renewed and fulfilled at America’s gateway.
Breath
The pastel air is peaceful And though we know the holiday Is nearly over, still we here can breathe And hear the gulls. Still, we here can hold the moment Peacefully, and say ‘We will carry this happiness Through louder days’.
Subbing in America: Hour 20
are you married and how old are you teacher and do you have children? mind your manners child it is not polite to ask yes I am twenty
19th hour – All her day songs (Text prompt)
Motions pervade the hustling spaces seeming huddled together about and below this luxury nook perched on the edge of this parchment of noisy civilization; cocooned from the arm rest of mother nature I watch the scenes with my ears i play the tunes of this…
Hour 19
I type and I type, Backspace, I don’t even like that, A perfectionist.
Prompt 19, What Interests the Rest
Three mayors ago, I lived in a fifth floor apartment that overlooked a park, and the whistles of the trains running through the West Bottoms competed with the arrivals at the downtown airport. All my boyfriends and my mother, too, wondered how I lived. All…
No One Has Gone Before
Schhhhhhwingg~ The blue beam cut down Jadebright upon new moon night And all the watchings Waited The water thrummed thick Oilsmoke in climbing shades The beam snake twisting On its skin. The ship moved slowly Whaledeep in star shadows Hauling the echoes Through time Three…