You taste like a promise kept. All you can eat without regret. You sound like a song unsung but one desired by everyone. You feel like home to me inside your arms I’m safe and free.
Category: Marathon Poem
21~12
i once had a dream before the pain (before the time that you were lost) when i saw you i melted every single time wanting to tell you asking myself what is this? (i knew…) ~Love~
Hour 16 – The Sound of Tea After a Wakeful Night
Glug, glug, glug the water fills the mug. Swoosh, splash, plop, hubby pours it in the top. Hum, rattle against the metal. boils the soon-to-be tea in the kettle. Gurgle, bubble, ease, Poured gently over the leaves. “Tea, my queen?” he says with a bow…
In Memory
In Memory Papa, Mama, my mentors You’re gone to your rest My inner one sinks within me Whenever it dawns on me That you’re gone, gone, gone No one makes us laugh like you do, Papa No one interjects our tales, Mama With your…
Freaky Like That–Hour 16
The bugs would appear on the basketball court when the night lights came on at dusk Bats arrived next diving after the fat bugs We tricked the blind-as-a-bat bats by tossing pebbles up toward the lights A bat would swoop snatch the pebble then unfulfilled…
The Sensible Chef
Who needs a kitchen timer? I smell it when it’s done! The crack of fresh sourdough as it pops to full life, bulging the air with fresh bread. The perfect pie, and just browned aroma calling for oven mitts. Medium rare steak, perfect chicken, all…
Hour 5: Colours
Red, yellow, and blue, We see colours everywhere; Colourful empire.
Hour 16_Random Prompt: write a poem about nature interacting with man made things.
[Getting harder to write. Very tired. Struggled with this one. It shows!] When I arrive the trail through the woods has been paved – bringing confidence to those with an unsteady or assisted gait, no doubt Yet manufacturing a tidy that belies the fallen twig,…
To my son
To my son, I hope that you are happy And that you are always able to know what that is Stay out of trouble if you can But go into it if you must Know that I don’t care who you love As long as…
Still Life Substitutes
POEM 16 My search for an apple, an orange and Peach colored roses still intact, proved futile, stealing an hour. I did find a perfect tangerine though, still attached to a piece of vine, the Leaves still vivid green and waxy with life. I found …