I could not hold my tongue or watch my mouth. The temptation was too great! I could not be still as a house or quiet as a mouse. Because I was five, or ten, or thirty I could not think before I acted or use…

I am sitting here in crab country waiting for the wind to subside. The whitecaps on the saline bay waters shout, “Stay home.” Blue claws smile. I frown.

Evidently there was mounts of history soiled to her clothing, repeated, unexpected loss… So she sat in darkness waiting for the crack to be sharp enough to inject, the needle shook faster than her own hand, where was the piece, the piece of injection that…

Eyes meet across the room Irises contracting in the light of fate In one glance you lifted my gloom And relieved my shoulders of all that weight   Awkward hello A shy wave Conversations start to flow To your words, I became a slave  …

Wrapped tight around her full breast, rounded belly. Thin cotton fabric worn through breakfast, lunch, dinner prep. Pink and orange petaled flowers scented with kielbasa and sauerkraut and a clean, pungent salty sweat. Our faces buried in it she hugged us each hello. “Sit! Sit! It’s time…

You said “Goodbye Sara” and the ground opened up a chasm between us. I was knocked off my feet.   Meanwhile elsewhere:   A horn-headed woman with a gown of stars lay back and birthed a flaming sword.   A bright-shining Prince took up her…

Hi Marathoners! I’m Chokka and this is my first year participating in the Poetry Marathon. I love literature of all sorts and I hope to see great poetry here. As this is my first year, I am getting used to it and adapting to the…

Alert! It’s time to begin. Again Birds rejoicing for clear or cloudy skies. Either way they fly. Cricket percussion keeping the rhythm of a tropical sounding serenade. Dogs even chime in to great a great new day. Mother is the conductor. Good Morning. The new…

First God’s gospel given For to accept by those willing Time and chance changes Lives of many rearranges Darkness of life Tornadoes, Earthquakes and strife One World Rule Don’t give in and be fooled Military Law came The Mark taken by many the same Fear…

The empty space, staring her down The Clock Glaring at her, from behind. Gone were the people who could drown out the sound She didn’t dare turn around.   Studying the wall, towering and creeping keeping her mind, as loud as she could Noticing the…