You yearned for refuge from exposure in your shelter You wanted me to govern the world; A force you control You could not accept me for who I am, because you wanted me all for yourself You left me in the prison…
Category: Marathon Poem
Subbing in America through Haiku: Hour 8
backpacks stuffed into lockers — patiently waiting to be overturned
Hour 7 : A World of Love
Not counting days Losing the sense of time Being in your arms is what I cherish With each passing day You are there by my side Our magic working wonders When we lay together Under the lap of nature The twinkle in your eye Infinitely…
A Letter From Mom Poem 6/Hour 6
A Letter From Mom By: LuvMiFreely Dear Ash, Your smile is what I want to see. It’s so beautiful. I know I cross your mind and that makes you sad, but I’m happy where I am. I’m at peace. I know we didn’t get a…
What if?
Where do we go from here? I ask does heaven truly exist up there? What happens after death? Anything beyond people bringing us wreath? What if neither heaven nor hell exist? How much shall I deny myself freedom before I exit?
Thank You – Hour Six
I always wished I had told Mrs. T and Ms. P Exactyly what they did for me. Taking a shy, withdrawn kid with Her nose perpetually stuck in a book And giving her purpose. They were the first people who told me, “You could really…
7th hour – A poem and a painting (Image prompt)
Hour glass lightening Quick sand flighting As we sit here i want to count the colours of the forest before us, and paint with them, the wonder of the sun looking through your eyes as you write me a poem like you always do while…
Hour 7 – Where Did Time Go – Image Prompt
Maybe we had love wrong Maybe just a little. It’s not the heart pounding Butterflies in your stomach Feeling that we had when we met The anticipation of your lips on mine For the first time Maybe it’s not the hand holding The dates and…
You & I (Hour 7)
We sit, just you & I, in this shade whose tree we do not know do not see do not care. The leaves, variegated in the smouldering sun, dance lazily over our heads, just the two of us, our eyes set in same direction. It…
Hour #7
Sitting on a blanket in the shade With you next to me Time passes differently These are the days I feel closest to you