Reoccurring

cw: none When they came back – the same gentle hands that did not hurt. They came back. The canary expected to bleed words for them. But the hands were still gentle, and instead of vellum flowers, it was fed birdseed. Its stomach didn’t hurt….

What Love Is

What Love Is:   watching him walk down fingers entwined with her, lost but only in her eyes as she clutches the white bouquet that means forever

Moving On – Hour Fifteen

Moving On We will never see eye to eye Our differences too great It makes no sense to question why It would make us irate It may be sad; we may have tried But it’s just not worth our troubles We’re better off our separate…

Hour 13: What Do You Do?

When people ask me what I do I tell them I read people by the soul String them up by their sanity And leave them to dry by a warmth Only known by being understood When you thought you were alone   I tell them…

2023 Full Marathon: Hour 15

Yes a storm is brewing – yeah there’s already one knocking on the doors and wrapping on the window panes –   I’m sure you’ve heard the warnings but in every Pandora’s box was all about hope not the monsters and I’d like to think…

Prompt 15

Bless her heart I keep telling myself I can’t save everybody When I scolded her eight year old cousin for preparing to eat a pile of Oreo cookies without permission she cut her 17 year old eyes downward as if she wasn’t going to get…

Learn.

The chilly winds dance around my side As I’m looking out the window Looking at the pitch black sky I was wondering why I couldn’t reach The half moon smiling at me Or the stars Shining brightly even in the darkest night My heart pondered…

Question #2023poetrymarathon #prompthour15

Lady in the waiting room Vermillion smeared on forehead. Sandal paste on her neck Hands buried in beads Fumbling fingers moving The mouth chanting a prayer As her mother’s tired eyes wait Her hand clinging to her colostomy bag Patiently, just as the doctor said….