Turn left as soon as you can Look for the broken caution sign Tossed aside by the side of the road When you reach the defaced stop sign Keep going until you see The traffic light Hanging precariously Stuck on red Ignore it and Ease…
Category: Marathon Poem
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UNTITLED Your past Entangled In your present Assumes Your Future Without constraints
It’s A Match (Poem 16)
The blue of the sky Matching the blue of the wall The mood seems to be blue too? Saved by the others probably, Because like the sky, The wall is a myriad of colors too! It stays ‘Stay Funky’ Is it the sky’s…
Protected: She’s His – H16
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Gordon and Marvin
One nimble, the other lived-in, And they’re both competing for the stomachs of the F Word customers. Gordon, in his chef’s coat, sans T-shirt – scratchy material, no wonder he’s telling his cooks to eff off – methodically roasts peppers and chorizo for heat, adding…
The guiding light (Hour 16)
Once while crossing the woods, it was dark in the night, not a soul in sight, being brave, she walked alone, and soon found something on its own, it was a globe of light, shining like a blue moon at night, she held it in…
#15: Redneck Asshole
#15: Redneck Asshole Curious mind Untamed hair Smelly breathe Caveman beard Red neck Tanned arms Caring heart Faded clothes Gentle prick Deadly calves Swollen feet Steel toes
Music prompt (reverse haiku) – Hour 8, Prompt 8
Music prompts me to be chill but to write at will these last words I’d rather spill. – Sandra Johnson, 9-2-2023
Hour 16, Poem 20, Glitch
Yellow leaves on grey background And a splash of bright red Is it blood or just ink Or a visual from an artist’s head? How can we know what is real ¿ For…
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Watch out! There’s bears and shit out there if you wander too far Been here before there’s even footprints- probably mine all the landmarks are the same compass is no good the poles have shifted.