Well, my fellow marathoners, we are coming to the end of a rather short but educational and worthwhile journey. Several of us have already submitted our poems for the anthology. When that is done, it is time to take a little rest from our labors….

Hi all, Is there a way to jump to the beginning of the (many pages from) 2021 Marathon so I can read the posted poems? There are thousands of pages of posts and comments and would like to start at the start. Advice appreciation. Bravo/a…

My internet went down before I could post my last poem. I sent in the poem to the email for the marathon as soon as I saw it hadn’t been posted. Fortunately it was only the one poem because my area had a lot of…

Kids, Army, not in that order. College at 20, 24, 28 and 40. Art, pottery, painting, poetry. English degree first; Social worker last – childhood and my marriage fed that well. Trauma therapist now – childhood and the marriage fed that well also.  I discovered…

Houses make me nervous They can burn down Buildings with floors Have the possibility of collapse Bridges are unreliable London Bridge fell after all But the Mississippi River Is the one constant of my life Sitting on its banks I feel at peace When leaving,…

I hear my boots Scraping on the pavement On an empty street At 2 am I see ribbons of light Swirling around me Ghosts of the cars That went by I feel prickles On the back of my neck Caused by the person Following me…

Fulfillment Rice boils on night stove life bubbles on emotions both cravings fulfilled Hour 24 @varenyas

Cheese Dainty piece of cheese all envy decided by fate Hour 23 @varenyas

I miss the way Your fingers feel on my skin How they slid over my back And down to my waist Ghosting over my shoulder And sliding down my thigh People don’t get to touch me like this Not often And the memory of it,…

The beautiful side of the herders and their wives. She remembers to tell you they ruined a country because her heart still bleed for her lover and grief won’t depart from her until she invokes what was written by the prophets in a poem like…