Each answer we give changes the path we take Whether we say yes or no or nothing changes fate And sometimes I think about the times Where I should have said yes. When I could have made things better By following my truth, er rather…
Category: Marathon Poem
Hour 15: Two Haiku
The stargate awaits – Step into the other side Of the galaxy! Or should I dial home? Return to the known and safe? Forego bold journeys?
hour 15 never having to worry
i never have to worry about not saying yes because too many people i’ve met stretch the no into the yes any way. r. l. elke
Just Say Yes
Fifteen years old and full of life Full of spice Full of things not understood Fifteen years old and wished I had Just said yes Eighteen years and feel so old Decisions made Time to leave home College can wait I naively voiced How I…
Hour 13: Right time
The time is coming The final round I see the light Grab my hand I see the stairs Wow, it has finished Death comes at the right time Leave the world behind Look upon the hopes ahead I meet my saviour My creator At the…
The Long Shadow of Regret
POEM 15 If only I had known, but who can discern the future, who can know the right answer? I was poised on the brink of my dream. I dipped deep into its well and was afraid to take a drink, even a sip. I…
A Scene at the Pub
Oh, but he was handsome! Curvaceous arms sweeping forward as he reached the golden lager on the bar next to me. Our eyes met, and he, perplexed by my gaze jostled a bit of a spill to wet my breasts. “It’s ok. I’m fine.” I…
Hour 15: Yes/No
If I could go back in time I would say “no” to you And who you told me I was When I was starved Like an infant left With hungry skin. I would say “yes” to myself more often. I would rewrite The…
Liminal Deity
Prompt For Hour Fifteen Image Prompt Liminal deity of gates and doors; what are you keeping so safely as yours? If I say yes, to discover your truth, will I be happy to enter your booth? Will I regret the decisions I make?…
15 Taking off the rings
Widow rules are fluid Three years they say A corner to be turned Still wearing the rings Twirling on and off Almost everyday Clothes are gone Papers are sorted His boots rest in the barn Almost out of sight With pictures helping…