A million sparkling lights I am one of them dancing to the tune singing off the tune and just existing it’s okay, isn’t it we don’t need a plan to live.
Category: Marathon Poem
Not Personnel
The seats faced backwards so medical personnel could face the patients… I was not medical personnel; I was a 6 year old child flying home with my Mother On the only flight available To get ‘home’ from home – RAF Wildenrath – quickly, So…
Slime-Hour 19
I don’t like slimy things I am not that kind of girl I hate bugs Spiders are not our friends Snakes can just slither on by You can keep your lizards Eels and Komodo Dragons I don’t like to judge But I do not want…
Home in My Pocket — Hour 19
Home in my pocket Watch out It’s got an alarm system Gotcha! Saving that jelly donut for later, dude!
Drift
Lifestyle float – breeze drift undulating undercurrent unconvention creative veneer veil unruddered impulse, perennial recess no respite gained, restful erosion edifice strove at generations, liberty restored in starvation dust bowl fester, en-bond me in mechanistic systematic processes, grant holy days in sweet brow labor contrast,…
H19: Part of Something Bigger
Maaaaaaaaaasks aaaaaaaaalll aaaaaaaaround, Eaaaaaaach supposedly guaaaaaarding us, Keeping us from haaaaarm, Aaaaas it spreaaaads slower, Curves lower, For months, We cower, Behind Our maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasks
prompt 19 hour 19
my voice plus one plus theirs plus yours plus one this is what makes a movement
Cross Country Child
Hot, sticky tar, harsh sun blooming gold and slicking out sweat from me. My breath gusts in and out, my face is bright, a red exclamation point over red uniform, legs long, burning rubber snaps with leaded feet attached on thin, wobble string knees. Hair…
Hour 19: Star
In this endless universe with infinite infinities both big and small I am but a speck of dust But within me exists my own universe with its own stars and There I am a part of the brightest constellation. A tiny star within …
The Yale Professor
(off of prompt #1) By Sandy Lender “First of all, it’s self-published,” he denounced lifting warmed brandy to his leather lips. His captured audience twittered obediently while we waited for his second point of derision watching his Adam’s apple bob above his pleated ascot…