Damn! She said As she shook the canteen No more coffee for me… ~Hush~ He said And come dance Under the beam of the moon With me…
Category: Marathon Poem
Post apocalyptic world (Prompt 19)
there are no doors to knock on no paper to write on no land to walk on only water We die thinking about what we have learned how our lives could have taken a different turn Centuries later Humankind will evolve into mermaids…
F.R.I.E.N.D.S.
Have a crazy bunch of people around me Who care for me in every special way!! Feels just yesterday, we started off together on the path, Who knew, we would be as we are today! I look back.. Years gone by, I now see in…
A sign
A sign I reside in this in-between With you on the other side Our deal not to be shared With anyone living I wait with patience to Know that you are there Somehow still connected To me and us Take only a…
Overdrive (H16)
the light’s too bright and the sound’s too loud and the ink is frozen in place if i’d turned down the chance i’d have missed the moment that swept me up and dropped me off and left me here one monkey short or maybe just…
The Rest of the Story
There will be no Apocalypse. No ending of the world. Certainly no ending of me. Oh, they of the balance of Light and darkness, Young Loves unaware of The nature of me, Gather shells like squirrels Before winter. And happiness still eludes them. Why? Like…
Hold My Hand When the World Ends
The world has come to an end It’s a sea of black And I can’t find my friend The world has come to an end There was a bang and a crash My cell phone rang The world has come to an end He managed…
The Queen of Hearts (hour 16)
The Queen of Hearts never wanted children but when she met Alice, she knew. She had spent a lifetime making mistakes, cheating on her husband, and eating too much, but what was she to do during those spells of emptiness? The Queen had to find…
Hour 16. (2019)
Flashing vignettes of post-war, post-regime countryside From a grey city of hidden color that bleeds history To timeless tranquility beneath Oaks, two world wars strong, Within a valley strewn with flowers Whose scent chases me back into the city
My world as I know it (Prompt 18)
There is no darkness only light i see coral oranges and teal blues i seeĀ anger…I see rocking chairs I feel questions I hear pain this is my book of genesis I have no illusions on how I came to be i moved into a womb…