Flaming red sky liquid refreshment on the way earth licks her parched lips.

Marqueda in Ebony, dances in the river of Louisiana Its CEO who founded it in 1918 host of patriarch’s, of Marqueda that inherited the estates mine oils graves for decades A MTA grounded in places Continue of its history Geography arts pictures, of its memoirs…

It’s another time Another year of thoughts Reasonings and reasons Sitting on the pew, Staring into my phone Seeing a blank page Reading to write Waiting for prompts I’m the girl With the gap-tooth

Hi All This is my third half-marathon. Ready to get stuck in, here in Sussex, UK. Good luck to everyone taking part!

Good morning everyone! This is my second marathon, last year I did the full 24 hour but this year I’m doing the 12 hour. Best of luck to everyone. – Jae

He stand in between rainy trees, runs up to the door with no rain coat on, He-s all wet and dripping watery in rain, The door bell rings, smells of cakes being baked for supper feast I could remember of my mother’s aprons filthy with…

Hello all This is my 4th full marathon and the countdown begins

Hi, I’m Maggie! This is my first Poetry Marathon, and I am so excited to participate! Let’s see what the next 24 hours brings…

I’m ready to go. I’m posting like I’ve done in past poetry marathons. The more I read about how to do it the more confused I get. I am not at all technologically inclined. The first time I did the marathon I surprised myself. So…

Like everyone I am many things– mother, grandmother, wife to a working artist, musician, gardener, teacher, writer and poet, but when people ask. as they sometimes do, What do you do, I tell them I’m a poet.