I sat in my car at Wendy’s wolfing my burger of choice and spied a be-bopping character prancing in silent rejoice across the street he held aloft in one hand a take-out container all shiny his other arm akimbo a homeless tour de force …
Category: Marathon Poem
Goddess from Heaven
iii. Rainbows In the Sweat Sprouts Sun wasn’t harsh, for the sake of the Girl Wind blew slight chill, for the sake of the Girl. Sweat sprout in her forehead, Glittered in the sun and rainbow could be seen. Oh my pal, who is that…
Plight of the Homeless in my Home
the town-crier said they said they will give the homeless shelter they said the homeless should come around and register they said each homeless will need a number they said to get the number a homeless must bring his mother they said whoever does not…
HER CHALLENGE
Hour 3 (The BOP – a marathon writing prompt) HER CHALLENGE She took the challenge, knowing she could not go it alone The tasks were daunting, the accolades few and far between Each day posed a question, a problem, an issue to tackle…
Hour 3: Fame
He wanted notoriety. With keys. to create doors for himself to shine and outshine A new name, even for the world to remember. He wants and wants. But fame is a brittle mistress. Walk on her on tenterhooks shattered champagne glass flute she cuts and…
I want to hold your hand
Because it’ll mean something if only for a few seconds It may be risky but it’ll all be worth it when adrenaline consumes you as you plummet back to the earth at upwards of 80mph. and when you reach the bottom, you’ll have no qualms…
A Carving of A Chinese Fisherman
Once upon a time, I smiled so broad, so regularly My eyes big and bright and blue; I was only three A tow-haired child who taught herself to read, Who remembered everything; and now, with eyes of blue-grey-green At forty-five, I’m honey-blonde; I hide and…
Now.
The world, as we know it far too volatile, far too long ignited by guiltless death tragically not uncommon finally not unnoticed my city, my neighborhood over and over again, the worldwide video refrain.. They/we killed him outright representing us as community complicit far too…
Bop attempt from voiceless space
Waking with fuzzy hair, I just met Bop today as nobody expected, shamely invited it on a date, this somebody or someone got awkwardly silent, I was its reflection on mirror that couldn’t watch. We both heard the golondrina morning sound, Mind something in the…
I WANT YOUR #REALNESS – Hour 3
I WANT YOUR #REALNESS there are other humans in the world with me sloppy, uneven, unnerved, smushed thru today’s garlic press not one of them is perfect / not one of them is imperfect striving falling straining in a heated scream hushed out to…