The title says it all. Submissions to the 2016 Poetry Marathon Anthology are closed. I will try to reply to everyone who submitted within the next week,

Submissions for the 2016 Poetry Marathon Anthology opened this morning, the 3rd of September and will stay open till the 12th of September. No submissions will be accepted after that point. All submissions must include two poems, no more, no less. All submissions must be…

Well, I thought I’d have all my poems posted by now, however, life intruded…I will try to finish posting them this weekend…

Well, i have been out of internet possibilities all weekend, so I will be posting my 24 hours of poems sporadically today & tomorrow as time at work allows…I did write my poems during the required timeframe…just now getting to post them..

Yesterday, I participated in my first poetry marathon. Well, technically the half marathon. Twelve new poems in twelve hours. This morning, I’m very tired. The whole exercise was deceptively difficult—not that I thought it would be so easy, but when I sit down with my…

Work done at home is now what you are paid for, Not what is done at the office or the sales floor, So when you are sitting on facebook, or watching oprah, you will be docked what the employer owes ya.   While you are…

I was going into grade one when we moved there, My mom’s first house, she was so prepared, A cute little corner house, white with orange trim, Many amazing memories, some very grim.   Two small bedrooms, a bathroom, small kitchen and living room, Perfect…

Happy , Sad, Excited , Mad, What emotion now? Everyone is so happy, will I survive some how? One day I’m going to conquer, the world and all my goals. Next thing I know, I am stuck in bed so low. What is it like…

our last call, let me into your disaster kingdom, coming into the fire, in or 5th dimension, you rule the world, and you’re coming for the muti-dimensional universe. was it really like that? In the kingdom, worrying about your father, and mother, and drinking too…

Yes, I started late. I thought AM was PM and now, here I am. Am. Is. Being. The same as you. Breathing and torn apart about it all. Because life goes on. The ferns grow greener, the snow melts into water, and trembles shake us…