(Dedicated to Beth Fleisher who withdrew because of an illness) After a hectic day on the farm or with the goats I long for home After a long and maddening traffic I long for home After a long debate about what story board to adapt…
Category: Marathon Poem
305 Maggie Street
home a place house rooted holy where birds gather hope and children fly held soothe the wounded edges hunger feed the welcomed guests here celebrate the wholeness of this woman home
Absurdity (Hour 24)
And now, my frail skelton of a spirit, withering in the endless waves of entertaining stimulus, overfed to the point of nutrient deficiency, all sick with the modern cuisine of popularizing ignorance. How much has changed? Came and went? Are the feelings of each human…
Homeland
Let them deny painfully Where their belly fell Let them run hastily To where we can’t tell They are like rain beaten birds of the forest O’ Why not tie a bond And plan to re-make the smelling pond? I’m voicing the…
(Hour 20 of 24) “twilight traipse”
this old, dim lantern can hardly illuminate my stroll in the dark © 2021 S Phua
Follow Your Dreams (HOUR 24-FINALE)
Follow Your Dreams By: LuvMiFreely (HOUR 24-THE FINALE) You can’t bring to fruition the seeds you don’t plant What you don’t nourish just won’t grow Stop telling yourself what you can’t do and choose to push forward In spite of what may be mounting up…
The Udder Truth
Curdled and perplexed… Don’t get me started! Cheese! Are you kidding? Despite too many varieties, I’ve found the best cheeses pair well with… well… Almost anything. Saltines in a pinch, but those lovely odd cracker toasts with the nuts and fruits are delightful.
Hour 21
And now, back to office and skyscrapers! I am back in business and back to concrete. What more could I wish for? A little bit of tranquility in order to keep my balance!
Hour 24-2021-Rock a Bye Baby
Rock a bye baby There in a bog I’d love to rock you But I’m in a fog When the wind whines And you’re all alone Hold onto the cradle And not to your phone If the bough breaks and you take a tumble Don’t…
Home
Wherever you are Is where I’m most at home. In your embrace I feel loved And in your presence I’m known. You can’t take a fish out of water And expect it to live. And I would feel so home-less without the love that you…