A swallowed smile. A tickle in my throat. A hiccup in my chest. A trampoline in my belly. All the ways you make me feel silly and young and alive.
Category: Marathon Poem
Amnesia Euphoria
Forget me nots Notes Ignorance Love Hate Coming clean Escape Lose Found Fake Real
1st Musician
The sound rose and fell like a distant chime, echoing in the still air. There was a certain gladness in it, a sparkle if you will. It made the hearers crinkle up their cheeks till their eyes disappeared. Mouths opened wide and notes and lilts…
Haunted Haiku hour 13
Haunted Haiku Swiftly silent sheet, Somber in melancholy, Ghost in the machine.
Hour 12: Warmth
How to keep a room warm without fire or electricity? When the people closest to you gather in one place – Warmth comes naturally!
#11 haiku is a giggle
Giggling haiku flutter of my heart chime throughout the galaxies come back home to me
Shadow Mine (Hour 13)
It Always Follows Reminder of truest self Forever with me
Hour 12: Can’t you hear the drumbeat?
Celebrating Juneteenth, I resurrected the djembe and marched in the light of God Keeping time with syncopated rhythms, we danced and we sang with hope and heavy hearts how we knew freedom was coming “Oh, yes,” we sang, “I know!” With little rhyme…
Hour 11
She is not far from the ground but cannot feel her roots attached She bears the most exquisite fruit but feels like her seeds fall on parched soil.
Spark
Hour- 11 The eternal lamp of your expression has lit The world has become illumined are you leaving the aroma from your lips Fragrant all-around fizz The voice of birds sitting silent echoed are you chuckling Many pearls fall from the clouds In between your…