And when we get to the edge of that cliff Would you promise to push me over and end my misery? Would you promise to let me go? To not shed any tears for me? And when we are lost in the woods… Do you…
Category: Marathon Poem
Food Voodoo (a self-portrait) – hour 19
There lit a scarecrow on the roof where underneath I lived my youth what did I know of naked truth is it my inner child inside I’m fighting? Now, I’m not comfy in my skin nor even like the state I’m in just wondering…
Hear?
Loud words listen. loud voice listen whisper can you hear me now?
Hour 16: Smell Love
I sniff the delicious smell It makes me smile I run over to the outside I find nothing I come back I run to the back of the house I find nothing Then, I see something shining from the kitchen The smell is getting strong…
Just Me Myself and I
Here I am alone again. Chasing the moon in the wee hours Writing poetry by parking lot lights Romanticizing the mundane and finding profundity in banality. Wishing on stars- though my star wishes have never come true. Tapping out these words And wishing I were…
Imaginary Children
I have longed for you For too long Far too long Wishing on the miracle of birth To hold you in my arms Kiss your hands and feet The smell Only of a new-born To hear your cries See your smile Watch you grow But…
Hour 19
Well this one got a little weird I guess. Not exactly what I meant to do but it was fun Self Self-portraits seem silly to me I am no one special No hidden talents No deep thoughts I exist to be simple And…
Nonets For You- Hour 12
There’s so many reasons I love you You make me so very happy You make me smile like the sun Pancakes and midnight snacks Cuddles and back rubs Always helping Supporting Loving Hugs
HOUR 20 The Tragedy in Chorus
The Tragedy in Chorus My sweet and servile lark, how you wish to flee incarceration, My testing set in motion, Your chance at hand liberation, My cunning and wicked songbird, I have afforded freedoms possibility, My hobbled and observant serin, Chose flight and endure…
Selfie–Hour 19
Layers intersecting shadows at angles I see double with half the fun one eye good the other eye good two good images duking for dominance undecided unintegrated into one clear whole Eyeglasses twice removed one lens occluded carefully covered with a circle of blue painter’s…