Thin foil falls flanel, fostering faster from feast freeze fury after framing it with focus fist, far East away, furthest idea falling fringe, Fiercely for fantasy feathered on fan, finally some good news fintech from flashing false advance related to trust fullfill faster. Felling familiar…
Category: Marathon Poem
Recipe for “Home Alone, On Your Own!”
Ingredients : 1. TRUCKLOAD OF HOPE 2. AMPLE AMOUNT OF OPTIMISM 3. MUCH NEEDED FOCUS (KEEP SOME ASIDE FOR GARNISHING) 4. PLENTY OF GRATITUDE 5. TINCH OF PATIENCE Preparation Time : From feeling hopeless to becoming resourceful Cook Time : From a frown till a…
Nursing Home — Hour 2
That night after the commotion I found my moon imprisoned behind a chin-link fence thanks to neighbors who had money for such things from my bed confined That one window my only the moon my recurring companion my visitor in the dark if clouds showed…
Recipe for Coming of Age (Hour 2)
Ingredients: 1. Courage 2. Dishonest Lovers 3. Dead Friends 4. Years of Recreational Self-Destruction 5. Surrendered Ego Directions: To begin is to fail. If you are trying to be intentional with this recipe, you will certainly spoil the flavor of its culmination. You mustn’t try,…
Recipe for Solitude
Recipe for Solitude Ingredients Window pane Spriinkle of rain Few dashes of remembrances Touch of sorrow Vanish of distances Hour 2 @varenyas
Well, Duck You Too, Buddy (A Tanka Poem, Hour One)
Well, Duck You Too, Buddy! If my phone were smart, then perhaps autocorrect would have learned by now the proper use of McPoop is only to pass McRib. (A tanka is a five line poem with the syllable count 5/7/5/7/7. This poem was…
She Loves You
Even if it’s imperceptible to both of you. Even if it’s not the way in which you would have preferred to be loved, it’s still better than the full force of a bus colliding on impact waiting for you to dig your head out the…
Hour 2–Removes his Glasses
Glasses removed we see the person behind the defenses Weakness of sight is a vulnerability no one praises Perfection is a heavy burden eventually everyone tires Exposed, human, struggling for a brief second we know the soul within the corpus.
Recipe for Life
A heaping scoopful of courage. A dash of blind faith. A portion of patience. Generous grace. Add a sprinkle of love. Let the whole mixture rise. Prepare for the feast of a beautiful life. …
2020
Ingredients 1. A generous supply of politicians, divided. 2. Virus 3. Racism 4. Opinions, laced with anger 5. A pinch of fact Combine all ingredients. Mix well. Mix again. Keep stirring the pot.