An unexpected happening He poured something into our drinks I Woke up screaming in agony She died for six minutes literally But worse would have been the alternative Had we not left so abruptly We would not have crashed into that tree God only knows…
Category: Marathon Poem
Animal Kingdom (Hour 14)
Their tales trail after me since I was told of them from when my head was at my knees. Mbeku, the tortoise, he is the chief con man. He called his name, “Everybody” so he could own and eat the due meant for everyone when…
Renewing Old Oak Tree (a triple haiku)
Twisted and knotted, standing tall against the sky, reaching toward the light. Age paints its signs on the gnarled canvas of branches, time’s silent witness. Despite years gone by, green leaves bud and bloom each spring, bringing youth again.
Hour 13 (2022)
Free write Your diagnosis was a knife to my heart. But watching as you gave up was the twist.
tower (prompt 8)
the reinvention of self is the embodiment of the tower a daring endeavor, the stripping of a life, fully shed to intentionally renounce all that isn’t serving – deserving better prospects drip honey gold incandescent, horizons beg, dawnings beckon distantly, homelands insistent, roaring orange unfolding…
Marathon poem
In the garden A Gardner plainted many different plants So beautiful and colourful And i walked in the garden One plant srole my heart It was not brighter than other It was so dimmed and so charming It was so humble And i got to…
Hour 14 (2022)- Family Laughs
My Grandmom Cooked dinner For my parents one day Unfortunately, the pork was not fully Cooked, and to this day my dad insists that She was trying to poison him. In truth, It was simply an accident She would never Really do That Sort of…
No. 17: Scenes From Days Gone By
My babyhood firsts were noted by My mother who wrote them down in a book That I don’t have access to I can imagine they were first teeth, First smile, first illness, first walk My first remembrances don’t go back that far I have a…
Hour 14
Sedoka Do you love me still? A question filled with fear. You his behind your sadness. I could not answer. But my heart was elated. I’m guessing I never did.
Mystery
Mystery Whitewashed mushrooms like whitewashed sins will not remain hidden under the cover of foliage the clue lies there Hour 14 @varenyas