(for hour 20—this is a blend! I wanted to do the 3-repeating-lines prompt from hour 3, so it’s mixed with the “walking at night” AND image prompts of hour 20…because typing poetry at this hour makes one giddy like that.) Fetch Her the Star…
Category: Marathon Poem
Buds- Hour 16
A tinge of sweet Like the citrus burst from a lemonade But not quite as sweet as sweet as overwhelming Overwhelmingly sour The type to make your eyes twitch for a bit But I craved the sweetness So I took another sip But it must…
Hidden Intentions
It’s clear to me with your clenched fist or open hand, that I can see. But what do I call you, friend or foe? When you come with a smile, how do I know?
Music Therapy
After crying loudly in a pillow and watching my Leonard Cohen CDs refuse to flush I pray to my favourite cult The one that keeps me from ever being wrong. Philip V. Coombs 4-5pm
Night Crawler
Have you ever wondered why is he is the way he is Have you ever thought why you never see him during the day but at night He has been called many names worst names Some call him vampire others call him the nightcrawler If…
Self-Portrait Gem Stone Hour 20
Who am I you ask? I am sunshine in human form. I am a galaxy of energy unbound, I am a young star, a flower in constant bloom. I am duality of thought and singularity of action. I am a soul within a body kissed…
[Hour Twenty]Nocturnal Habits
Thick soles thmp down against asphalt, continual stride, long-legged, steady, as a full moon hangs through thin cloud sheets beckoning to tired eyes the coming home.
Hour 20: Nighttime Serenity
Softly I tread upon the ground With quiet breaths, I look around. The stars in the sky, shining bright With a beauty only seen at night. Pass the neighbors, dark houses sleeping Walk past the park, no children laughing. Listen for the road, no cars…
Hour 20 – Aliens (image prompt)
A time machine On sand does sink if it goes too slow Yet I swear I did blink And slow down light While I stood still. Perhaps the car sinks for a reason While people crawl the sands If time machines didn’t sink sometimes What…
Hour 20-Word Magician
I have made it this far I have teetered on the edge I have pulled the rabbits Out of my boot and made them into magic words I have waved my wand back and forth And forth and back Pen to paper keyboard to blank…