If I could choose one word to describe her Free With unbound locks haloing her head Undaunted By the pressures of society Strong With a heart scarred but unbroken Alive
Category: Marathon Poem
They Wait In Peace
I envy those who wait in peace no troubled sleep, restless hours through these waiting years guiltless they pretend innocence will save them when the end is nigh and evil reigns supreme
Insanity Took Me – The Story of My Childhood
Section 1 – Zero to Three Those were the days When my mother was alive I thrived Like never again. There was love And hugs Peeled grapes With paté sandwiches. Section 2 – Three to Six Insanity took me Not within me, but without. A…
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13. Strawberries to be continued…
She was left with an impression. She made the strawberry association With all that was good Like in the month she was born in Close proximity to Mexico and California Fresh and ripe like her place of birth. Also like her brother Who sounded like…
Dear Depression
Dear depression, You fucking suck I cannot count the number of casualties I cannot even quantify the collateral damage I cannot begin to add up the lost years I cannot even fathom the billable hours I cannot sift through the pills and treatments I cannot…
Anatomy of a Wish
It is on dandelion heads Blown into gossamer It is on old coins Tossed into the well’s shelter It is a fervent prayer Made on a distant star Of far flung hopes and dreams From our limitless reservoir
21. The Messenger XXI
“Not in that river, Billy” Nobody could ever swim safely in there Don’t even try, you’re not Superman Same for the cliff you want to climb Nobody has ever dared trying You arrive and do it Like effortlessly and so smoothly What’s your secret? The…
19~23
Once my glove was taken~ Mother had to get it back. From a woman who was so nasty~ Set her dog on me to attack. Twice had younger siblings~ Related not through Dad. Wasn’t until I was older~ Found out how many more I…
2wenty 2wo word harvest
2wenty 2wo word harvest early peas so welcomed the first to go dry desperate tendrils grasping the wiry metal fence then yanked without a thank you withered vines break in the wind frost bitten red tomatoes intoxicated into jars for deep winter meals…