Oh where oh where Are you My pepper pot soup Just wanna enjoy The juice you produce Give me a sip Even if it’s only a Little bit Copyright © 2021 Roxann Lawrence (Poetessrock)
Category: Marathon Poem
Hour 9: Love is All You Need
His body kept me warm, Not his love His love is what I needed Not what I wanted His want was all I got Not my needs His fullness left me empty
My Experiment with Truth…
Life provides lots of chance, To gain experience and get enhance… On individuals does it lays, To interpret or just read as it says… Where most just follow the rules adopting shelter behind existing shield, To be the change you want to see in the…
Hidden
Get lost in the air And learn the ways of the head Before times, I’ve seen voices lost and found in boxes Fingers are crossed in hopes Footptints are sealed in dust But a soul get lost in the universe And finds a way…
Partly Cloudy
to some extent there are clouds but not completely it’s just overcast not transparent The clouds like a traffic jam of ghosts ghostly gridlock spirit vapor they better wear sunscreen the UV index is 8 but not tonight it’s supposed to be clear…
Hour 8 – A Hobbit Erasure
I See Fire (Erasure) By Ed Sheeran
Wonderland of Graves – hour 8
Everything in Wonderland Is destined to repeat A spinning wheel of madness That will drown you in defeat Alice knew the atmosphere Was poisonous, at best She’d seen it enough times to know The wicked never rest And when the war was over She knew…
Try
I failed over and over. I got back up after each time. Not always gracefully or even enthusiastically. I was even told that things would be hard or I might not make it. Great confidence booster. Congratulations!
This too shall pass | Surya T | Poetry Marathon Poem 9
This too shall pass it feels as if it wouldn’t but that’s just temporary and momentary This too shall pass It may feel daunting, sad, and stressful It may feel happy, elated, and blissful everything has an end date everything must die there is nothing…
Don’t delete me when I’m gone
Don’t delete me when I’m gone when my heart rests and I cease to be, will you still hang out photos on your bulletin board wall, save the messages we shared on your phone and keep me with you wherever you go? Or will…