A Prose Poem Inspired by “Quicksand“by Nella Larson (A first line too sad to add. Might I choose the second.) “Last and hardly had she left her bed and become able to walk again without pain hardly have the children return from the homes of…
Category: Marathon Poem
Prompt 30 Hour 24
Let’s Go Crazy when all hell is unleashed and we have been broken beyond measure and the powers that be blame it on the weather what can we do? how can we stop it? when idiots rule giving pain for pleasure our hands may be…
Invisible Touch
(There is NO better pop star than Phil Collins. NONE Even if ELO is the greatest full band for eternity Man just listen to the song- It’s better than anything I could come up with) Well now I know There’s nothing harder to see than…
Aftermath
lost, absent, vanished stolen and destroyed jealousy and revenge wreak their evil end and in the aftermath plots for reprisal birthed revenge not served cold but hot, searing boiling blood letting vengeance not from the Lord but at the hands of the victim risen to…
Her thoughts were, at times, volatile Although he knew her for a while To him, she appeared sublime And thought of her thoughts as a chime Fallen for her smile He wished; for him, she walk down the aisle Weird as she was, She had…
Tainted Love
You told me that you loved me but you lied You told me you’d never leave me But you lied You said that we had time enough To do what we wanted to do I fell in love, believed you But you lied. Why did…
Born to Run
Poets in the Marathon. Yes, we were born to run. Finishing slow, fast, weak and strong. Yes, we were born to run. Any way you can, Yes, we were born to run.
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Writing
Writing that’s what i do five days a week for sure i write to share my wisdom deep or what i think is at least deep to me my audience tells me often when i am right, when i am wrong their opinion that is…
Childhood
Simon says red light green light hand games bike riding and rollerskating honey flowers vacant houses double dutch jacks and marbles bolo bats and dance routines were how we spent our summers no road trips cause Mama was scared of doing things involving travel by…