The Warrior (written for Hour 3)

The sleeping fighter has opened her eyes, finally awakening to her potential. She has screamed alone In silence for too long, and it is now time to speak and let her voice be heard. She picks up her shield of inner peace, cracks and chips…

Poem #4: Dearest Donaldo, how you are missed!

Dear Donaldo, Your butler/muse here. How I miss you! You taught me so much and our fun times in Guanajuato and San Miguel de Allende were some of my most cherished memories. Thanks for that. And so much more. Thank you a thousand fold for…

Youniverse (1/2 Marathon, Hour Four)

Youniverse Take your time. Take all time because the Universe belongs to you. You wield it so. It is yours because you willed it so. Space is jelly. It can collapse on itself and form anew. Liquid does not bend, it swallows. Stars crunch. They…

Letter // Hour 4 Half-Marathon

Ah, Smiles emerge when I think of you standing there: tall, kind, soft-spoken – the first gentleman I’ve known. We waited for car rides and balanced books that bright afternoon. Your wit and insight shone through and broke your shyness. 13 at the time, little…

Letters from Home

Mom, I’m participating in this years Poetry Marathon again.  I really wish we had been able to do one together.  You were the reason I started writing poetry in the first place.  “Mandy & Nanny” will always be my favorite. You were the inspiration for…

Recipe for a Guaranteed Disaster Hour 2

Hour 2 Recipe poem The Perfect Recipe for a Guaranteed Disaster   Ingredients Me Longing Loneliness Dark Dance Floor Vodka   Method ***Following the recipe is a suggestion. Disaster results, in any measure, are guaranteed when all of these ingredients are brought together.   Take…

Hour 4, Dear Sue

Dearest Sue, Our lives had known so little loss before your death we hardly knew how to take it. You left a void near impossible to fill, though I have tried. From one former single mother to another, thank you for the son you raised,…

Eternity Now (Hour Three, A Nonet Poem)

  Eternity Now   Eternity now, why would you wait, when forever could start today? You could sing with the angels, drift away on a cloud, grab a golden harp and learn to play. Lord, please show me The Way.   (A nonet consists of…