She lay in the hospital bed Looking so small I had to remind myself That once she was so tall Always Vibrant and full of Love Her heart struggling to beat Death was coming for her It was so painful to see. He walked into…
Category: Miscellaneous
bridge
gulping sweet liquid air unable to keep from looking down I feel like I’m in a space between this world and the next I can see 1956 and 2098 I can feel my birth and death within the same blink we are so…
Poem 17: A Tribute to Dorothy Parker “I Can’t Help It”
What is this burden I have pursed I dare claim myself a victim For I am a woman and I am forever cursed and I shall not blame you or him I have crawled to, in my drunken whine for some reward, I…
In Memory
In Memory Papa, Mama, my mentors You’re gone to your rest My inner one sinks within me Whenever it dawns on me That you’re gone, gone, gone No one makes us laugh like you do, Papa No one interjects our tales, Mama With your…
Hour 5: Colours
Red, yellow, and blue, We see colours everywhere; Colourful empire.
Writers block–11pm
Staring at the empty screen can’t think of what to write It’s here in my head in my heart yet- I can’t put it into words I have so much I want to say Know what I want to say but everytime I try- it…
Hour Sixteen, Sense Prompt
Truth Would that I could sense the world with the plethora of scent that must exist for our golden retriever, Rosie. For her, no scent is bad, all hold interest, all are a part of the story of her world. I would sense the presence…
Hour 4 Prompt 4
What does she do when it’s gone Everything she wanted Hoped for Dreamed of One day gone all of it A pawn in the world’s chaos Struggling here Dying there This world died long ago Humanity gone Compassion where But who was she to judge…
Fruit Plate
A Limerick Fruit Plate An orange met a pear on a plate. It wasn’t a great first date. Orange stormed home. Left pear alone. Pear shouldn’t have mentioned her weight.
A Sense of Breath
Prompts Hour Sixteen Posted on June 27, 2021 12:00am EDT by The Poetry Marathon Text Prompt I lost the ability to smell years ago. I miss the smell of strawberries. like I miss my Grandma Emily. I miss the smell of freshly baked bread like I miss my…