Prompt: Humorous account of workplace I am settling into a new role in life, Taking on the mantle of reading tutor. Sharing my passion for words and stories, With lovely, eager boys and girls Wearing big bright smiles And wanting so much to please. I…
Category: Miscellaneous
Prompt 12
Like Suitcases stuffed full closets hide what we expect not to see life is not always as we see it sensory sensitivity makes me stuff shame under carpets in shoeboxes on shelves into trashbags Let me get through the day, I will deal with tomorrow,…
Hour 2 Also Late
Well strong start in catching up so far! Hour 2 If every poem is a love poem Then let this one be for me Let this poem know every imperfection Know every dip of my body Know each crack in my soul Know…
Venture (Hour 8)
Venture into my pain if you care Venture into my pain if you dare. see what others see and feel as we feel speak our words and feel them Rumble from your breath, face the dark colors of humanity, see the results accomplished by…
Hour 13 – Back to the sun
The sunlight is captured, perhaps long ago trapped in cells of hardwood harvested and deconstructed Only to end up a sheet of ads for groceries that I did not read I twist the newspaper in my hands curling it into a thin snake that…
13 Voices
Voices help when souls have passed Black and white movies from the past It matters not if seen before I know these folks can’t ask for more I played his voice from old voicemails It’s been a while I felt too frail …
Perfect Combination
“Perfect Combination” A walk through the pedestrian, With my black and white stripe jeans, The only thing that I can call perfect for now, Is my perfect combination outfit, That finally fits to the world misfits. An echoe that I finally find my…
Thank you!
I just completed the half marathon for this year, and I wanted to say thank you to Caitlin and Jacob, and anyone else who helped to organize this fantastic event! (I know there are others who are helping with the full marathon but don’t recall…
Rage
In upper New York, from Bullet Hole Road to the dirt road to the train, I walk by the red-painted barn faded to pink. I am startled to see in plaid flannel shirts and high laced leather boots, two hunters, one with a shotgun broke…
24 Hour Poetry Hour 13: A Tribute to William Blake “Stepping Stones”
My dear Penelope, you make me sing how I admire you dodging all the pitfalls that our pitiful life does bring There is no evil in your place barricades from fools like me how can I stay near you with my ugly sneering face You…