“Are you really gonna do that poetry all nighter again, Gramma?” “Yes, Bud, I am. I love it!” “Okay then. I will stay up with you. I will be your assistant like last year.” :”That sounds great, Cam! Thank you!” “But Gramma, can I just…
Category: Miscellaneous
I Meet God Each Morning
I meet God each morning watching the early morning light. He ascends over the peaceful waters while I enjoy a fresh cup of coffee. Watching the early morning light, He sits down beside me While I enjoy a fresh cup of coffee. No words are…
Lifeless
Poke poke Stick and stones Shake shake My still shoulder Pull pull Hair, clothes But I stir not To live is to move To not is to cease Diseased Sickly sweet odor Rotting flesh My flesh is perfect My skin flawless Not white, but alright….
Protected: 24: Good Morning Again
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Hour 23-Pixie
My name is Pixie, I’m a docateroo Crossed between a dog,cat and kangaroo. I have nine lives like a feline, I am loyal like a dog I came from Down under and bounced my way to SA emerging through the fog. A human met me…
Aftermath
24 Poems: “The Dinner Party” Aftermath I will do this again There is no doubt Work that pays priceless rewards No threads of doubt I sit on the couch Enjoying the noiseless ambiance Just the quiet And a final of champagne’s ambiance…
Final Gift
The gift of Comradery In this, poetic Community With no impunity Just courage and empathy My beautiful tribe My fellow scribes Raise your pens (Or your fingers) And be grateful We’re done!
Treasure Tortoise
Treasure Tortoise My silver-shelled tortoise Wades through the eternal water Looking for treasures While I sit back Of treasures even gods would envy The mighty oceans rage unbound Throwing up all trashes Half consumed by humans “This is what we get from the seas, My…
prompt 24 hour 24: the gift
prompt 24 hour 24 the gift we are all born with a gift, my Elders teach. no one else has a gift like ours, so we are told to share it with all – “deserving” or not. the stories teach us that our…
Finkle Spurrt
Squizzle finkle pop sqirzle Squish squad Straining to shuffle into view With one eye it peeks From beneath a sheet of gold So fine It could have been spun by intergalactic gold worms With no fear it appeared on the way to school It…