So, you’re an adult now All the years past have led you to this moment Congratulations Now here’s the million other things you need to do To have a meaningful and happy life Don’t panic You have plenty of time But there’s no time to…
Category: Marathon Poem
Hour 13 — Mental Health Walks
Beth A. Fleisher Hour 13 Prompt: Write a poem about a physical activity you do all the time. It could be something mundane and chore related, such as brushing your teeth or mowing the lawn, or it could be something you do for fun,…
I wanna
Hip, Hop. I jump and almost drop. I wanna watch things that I have not in a long time. Things like cartoons where the simple theme is overshadowed by something bigger. I wanna do a bunch although my mind goes somewhere else. Hip, Hop. I…
steps to daily beauty
Take a deep breath, drink water, brush teeth, splash face with warm water, try not to cry, use Pond’s Cold Cream generously, slather it thick, wash it off, remember you have short hours and shorter years. Cry again, rinse well, don’t look in the mirror,…
Prompt #13: The Marathoner
Pick ‘em up. Set ‘em down. Got to keep going. Can’t stop. Don’t walk. Clicking IPod button Must find a faster song. Repeat song. Repeat song. Pick ‘em up. Set ‘em down. Ugh, how many more miles do I have to go. Keep going, the…
Dune – Hour 11
I’ve dreamt of this moment The hundreds of ways I would get here From the day I gazed out the airplane window Now I am finally here At the highest point I stand The sun blazing against my scalp The glorious expanse in front of…
Hour 13 (2020)
early in the morning when the first dogs and their owners grogilly patrol the streets I wrap myself in a pitch-black flag and set out to taste the day erratic laughter, dizzy skipping, twirling in the wind freaking out the neighborhood; planting a kiss on…
Poem 13 | {Breathing}
By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 11 am Australian EST Prompt 13: Write a poem about a physical activity you do all the time. It could be something mundane and chore related, such as brushing your teeth or mowing the lawn, or it could…
Yoga.
“Be a lotus in the pond,” she said, “opening slowly, no single energy tugging against another but peacefully, all together.” I couldn’t even touch my toes. “Feel your quadriceps stretching?” she asked.Well, something was certainly stretching. Standing impressively upright,she raised one leg and placed it…
Half a dozen Eggs (Poem 13)
Drew bought the eggs for the cake He had a list to give the supermarket Upon reaching home he realized Something was a mist Me wonder what could this be A few more minutes and the eggs Were not what he order Half a dozen…