Plantain Chips Plantain chips here I come My favourite snack at large The drier it is the better it is made from plantain Yellow when ripe Green when unripened you slice it into different shapes Some cubes some circles Some quite elongated and sliced Plantain…
Category: Marathon Poem
The Bus Stop
content warning: anti-homeless infrastructure is the literal worst and it’s mentioned, but not focused on. There’s an old bus stop. A countless number of feet have tread here. Person after person, waiting for the right bus to come. The shelter over the bench is tilted,…
An Ominous Observation hour 10
An Ominous Observation (Valkyrie) Wild beast, rampant and voracious, I observe as you storm through the debris. Feasting with fang and claw, Identifying a fatalistic flaw, A plan hatches for this bird to be set free. Time imperative, trust regained, For the strategy to be…
Prompt 9
My-mite One thing will always make my day just right Scoffing anything smeared in sticky marmite I indulge my guilty little secret alone Then shove it to back behind the tins To keep it safe and out of sight As the last thing I need…
Hour 8 (2022)
I bought oranges for the end of the world $5.99 a bag, what a steal! Even the threat of death and nothingness won’t wipe the thrift from my bones. Capitalism tastes like a citrus apocalypse on the tongue. Burning in dollar bill paper cuts. We…
8th Hour – GIGAN How We Got Here
Hour Eight- GIGAN How We Got Here Mary Pecaut After Ruth Ellen Kocher you imagine you are god – a god like no other like Zeus, the ruler, protector of all gods and humans…
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House in Snowy Mountains
Looking out these frosty window panes. You’re away and the cold remains the same. It pours through the walls into my veins. Another lonely frigid night. I reach out to touch the ghostly specter you left behind. Praying that the snow will bring you in…
Prompt 9:
I was thinking I might take a cruise— To somewhere with long Canadian light, Where darkness, deep, is not so much, And brighter flowers fill long sun hours, Just south of Alaskan permafrost. To view the bears, grizzled or white, and glaciers glistening rainbow-bright, Both,…
Shadowed Gray – Hour Nine
In the darkness Twinkling stars, the strawberry moon Speeding meteors In the light Bright sunshine, wispy clouds Flying birds And yet, the world is but a shadowed gray Prompt 10 from the 2019 Poetry Marathon – Hour 8