Update on The 2018 Poetry Marathon

A while back we warned everyone that the future of The Poetry Marathon was uncertain, that we were not sure how we were going to proceed next year, if we were going to not do one in 2018 or if someone else would take on…

Revisions for Submissions

Hey so I had sent in my submission for the anthology. My poem Cafe Writer from hour 6 is the one that got in after my revision. But I thought I would post both of the poems I had sent in for submission. I had…

introduction

Hello fellow writers, poets, and word whittlers! How exciting, staying up all night to write!  Something like being a kid and watching the Jerry Lewis Telethon.  Looking forward to it. JL

hour 24

journey unending expeditions drawing you down pathways into an exciting future passages

hour 23

The bracelet Jewelry not one of your things But you appreciated the effort to keep you safe I gave you the bracelet for your 76th birthday To show your allergy to penicillin When I gave it to you it had a picture of Elvis in…

hour 22

backing cont.  ,into the night.  I doze dreaming of deer jumping into the road  with each jerk of the wheel as the man  and Bill share a hazardous smoke.   Delivered to a park we thank him as he drives  on and we set up…

hour 21

Backpacking to Colorado A summer break was time for adventure. Equipment rented and over packed, thumb sticking out we hit the road. A semi truck cab bouncing wildly across the southern Dakota barely able to read the Burma Shave signs. Camping at KOA didn’t seem…

hour 20

There once was a dog named Frances whenever someone said hungry dances she flips to the right and bucks to the left and gobbles it down and then prances

hour 19

Wild life in Cascadia national park Chipmunks scurry, hurry, dart this way and that Jackrabbit bounces through fallen pine stand Horseflies and houseflies take turns buzzing your head As rude little boys on a hike are lead Spiders spin webs of triangular hammocks Bluest bluebird…

hour 18

Thank you great creator paisley pride sings In Cascadian granite of Washington pass On winged dragonfly in voiced loon calls star seeded quince and cherried-stained lips Groves of peach, apple, cherry, grow beside corn, squash, and hay Troweled paths climb foothills where man wishes it…