Thick thighs save lives So I have heard it said Never before have my mighty Thors Been so complimented I have hidden them deep Under denim and cloth Loving the darkness Much more than a moth Not for fear of their look But from wandering…
Category: Marathon Poem
Smell the Flowers of the Past
I remember the lilacs. The sweet smell and the color of the light purple. It reminds me of old times at my house. Where we played on the grass and stayed out late. Lilacs remind me of simple times before the adult world hit us….
A passing Touch
I felt her skin in me like a warm flowing soft water Palms catching vibes to the grooves of a hill It’s four am It’s a dawn to raw am And I feel the whispers of the breeze behind my ears
Hour 16: Touch
A touch is a powerful thing It can express so much more Than just the presence One’s state of being. A touch can exude warmth For comforting weary hearts Or it can be cold A sign of displeasure (or hypothermia!) A touch can help you…
Hour 16-Cat in the Window
Cat is spoiling my ocean-view He likes the open window To watch the birds, the waves, the palms It is safe behind the window-screen Tucked behind the curtains Away from barking dogs And the crows that squeal warnings Whenever he is outside He can watch…
Death Cab for Cutie Hour 16
Death Came twice this year and it might as well be three, 2020-2021 are the two hardest combined years to date. First my uncle on halloween, the baby of the family gone too soon. The closest to us all taken away. Or at least this…
Warrior of Light
Warrior of Light The warrior of light lone battle a lone survivor Hour 15 @varenyas
Hour 16: Summertime Sweetness
The fragrance of flowers wafting in the summer air The spice of pines in the mountain breeze The aroma of sunshine swirling in the wind My sense of smell is teased. The whisper of the wind on my sun-touched skin The gentle mist of the…
Hour 16 – Chronoception (text prompt)
A moment is undefined time And that’s the life I live Moments A day feels like a year sometimes A month feels like a minute I could spend 20 years Ironing out my words Only to be startled By the revelation that it’s been An…
XV.
I’ve said “Yes” too many times to count, Which leaves massive space for a case of No Doubt, I doubt that ‘no’ would have changed a thang, And doubt any happiness it could’a brang, N’Doubt, such a loss, was a tragic shame, left Lil’…