The heart was Onyx hard and black with hurt. A trail of white hope strove to survive. A chip, then a small crack etched it’s way through the black, wearing away pain. Disappointment was dusted away and hope had room to grow….
Category: Marathon Poem
22~2
first watching the waves until i run in there go my glasses …boiling in bubbles… that I cannot see my feet find them fast ~CRUNCH~ Unhappy Blind Me
I HOPE.
I hope you build your life on the rock for storm will surely roar towards it using both hands to test its strength. I hope you shall resist the temptation of going for cheap sandy for it is a slave to an ordinary wind. I…
Hour Two – The Woods
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep” – Robert Frost I try to remember the promise I made to my mother as I continue down the dirt road before me When times…
2nd Poem – 2nd hour – Fire fall (Image prompt)
Wear my silver bullets on the edge of the fire forcing my feet across the red lines of hault while you tarry away with my heart i answer the call of its most dangerous part t’was more than you after all one settled score i…
Do Not Stop in the Woods on a Snowy Evening
“Stopping by woods on a-” Stop Right there Do not continue I hate that poem Twenty times I heard that poem in the same year They kept playing the same Reading Rainbow episode every time they wanted to put something on just to occupy us…
Sleep
(First line excerpt from Robert Frost poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening) “And miles to go before I sleep.” I don’t sleep Maybe I’ve forgotten how Maybe it’s because in my dreams is where the memories of you I keep. Your eyes pull…
Poem 2. Upon Visiting Ross Elementary School, Uvalde, TX, (a senrua, with credit to Robert Frost for line 2 from “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening”)
Still light outside, the darkest evening of the year, we watched tall trees bow over boarded up windows hiding their alphabet soup. 6/25/2022
Coccoon
Awash in a sense of eerie comfort, I choose not to leave my bed I’m warm, I’m safe, I have a window of time carved out just for me I don’t have any responsibilities dragging me into the daylight, not today It’s like a safe,…
Hour 2: The Darkest Evening of the Year
(Title line taken from Robert Frost’s poem “Stopping by Woods”) The darkest evening of the year Didn’t fall in December Or even one of the colder months No, it came in suddenly One bright May day Stricken with grief and loss The darkest evening of…