Hour 23–Don’t Get Me Started

I want to live in a world free of Karens who might get their panties in a bunch thinking about what toppings other folks put on their pizza Free of trendsetters and influencers Free of consumers masquerading as citizens I want to live in a…

2023 Poem Twelve

An Incomplete & Out of Order List of Songs That Have A Hold On Me – Just A Kiss by Lady A – The Shake by Neal McCoy – Teenage Dream by Katy Perry – Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without…

23. Twenty Minute Mark

It all starts in 20 minutes; watching the clock my breath, electric, waiting for the spark, the signal. What will I write? What will I discover of myself, heart-felt, jagged, soul-rending, flat-lined, whispering– or screaming like a banshee. I’ll know soon enough, the clock taps…

Prompt Twenty-two – Contrast

Prompt Twenty-Two – Visual Prompt – Silencio  Contrast The Hush hits you when you walk in through the door after a month in India. Or Thailand. Or Spain. It cradles the racing, travel weary, jet lagged pain. You can hear the neighbour’s grass being cut….

Poem for Hour Twenty-Three (23/24)

Birds are SO PICKY!!!! How could they be so fickle in creating their nests? I’ve seen them hem and haw and throw out individual hairs, Seemingly saying “Well, obviously that doesn’t go there!” I just don’t get it, Not one little bit, But do me…

Zephyr

A warm summer day Air dancing across my skin Comforting, peaceful

2023 Full Marathon: Hour 23

We make time for the people and things we value we leave space for growth and potential and even opportunity based on the things we want in life. Anyone who can keep you softly laughing – no matter what the day throws at you is…

The Philosophy Within a YouTube Feed

Hour Twenty-One (Digitally Found Poetry) One look and you’re mine a cluster of one building chemistry with dark intentions- lucid dreaming a spiritual spy watching to see if words alleviate the affliction. One must never give up and trust God’s timing- know one’s value and…

22 The City

Waiting for the bus Listening for the train Waving up a yellow cab Riding subway cars again   Workers downtown at NYU Washington Square Park Old fellas playing chess As walking dogs just bark   People feeding pigeons Corn kernels spread about Afternoon sun moves…

Bee

She sleeps so soundly in the morning light Warm legs intertwined Curling around the bend of mine Blessed to fit so well In the slip of love’s  embrace