How come you get to be Dorothy? The Scarecrow asked Amazed while Turning to the others It’s not because I’m a girl she answered Sensitive to his feelings The Lion had gone Back to work while The Tin Man listened I…
Category: Marathon Poem
Eternity
Let the winds fall across the swirling foam of the sea~ Nothing left to base reality on but you and me. No matter the time or place, your wings of love enfolds me in an embrace. I wrap myself around you and take you to…
Walk on by, Major
Past walks Scott Peeples, Professor or artist smartly dressed in corduroy cream pants, grey on grey grid button down. Fingers grip Essential Dylan and a glittery black capo. A nod to Ashley Harmon, no, Bryson, maiden and maiden and matron. A copy of To Kill…
14. “Dear Former Self”
You are more than who they said you would be. You drove in cars to the family reunion Trying to reconnect with a family that would leave you in a far off summer dream. Dreaming of roses and rhubarb corn and kohlrabi Not forgetting…
Zoom
Hours have flown by, minutes have crawled There’s only one thing to do: Take up the pen, get writing again The warm-up’s done, so now follow through Somehow, between four, and six-thirty, I blinked, and the clock hands jumped. Get writing again, take up the…
Farewell Yellow Brick Road
The sun awakens giving way to the reality of a new day The path that led dreams to be real – Led fears to have breath has now past away The time passed through imagination have led to this moment to depart Walking along with…
Eye of the Tiger Marathon
Eye of the tiger nose of the elephant; the whole thing is just a circus, and I the 17th clown out of the car with pockets full of balloons in wait and shoes too big to crawl out of the looking glass you threw me…
Oh my dog!
Fluffy and caring, he’s always playing. He has a happy tail and wants his own tale.
23. Father Figure
Father Father You taught me how to throw a spiral football. How to play tennis, and golf, and so many other sports I can hardly keep count. When it came to tennis you are always willing to play. I wish I understood football more,…
Signal from Space
It’s the pinnacle, the ultimate moment The jukebox is playing all the hits We’ve left our troubles on the red planet Our pain and suffering is all but gone You and I have been numb for too long They could build a solid concrete wall…