The Poetry Marathon Anthology have closed to submissions for the year. July 25th was the last chance to submit. If you have any questions about the status of your submission, please email poets@thepoetrymarathon.com, and Caitlin will double check. We are very grateful for all the…

Her storefront was pregnant with army Of buyers Of suicide bombers On alert, her heart beat faster Her fear spread quicker Like a needle, it pierced her soul Bombers would kill Thieves would steal And a cloud of witness?    

Submissions to the 2021 Poetry Marathon Anthology are open now and will stay open through the 25th of July! We our pleased to announce that our editor this year is Read our guidelines carefully before submitting. All submissions must include two poems, no more, no…

The following images are part of the Poetry Marathon Tradition. They are for you to do with what you want, but they are often used as a way to celebrate your success. The official list of everyone who completed the half marathon and the full…

You did it! Congratulations! I am very impressed! You wrote 24 poems in 24 hours. This is an achievement that few poets ever accomplish. Although, if you are a returning marathoner, some of you might be accomplishing it for the second or third time or…

Congratulations Half Marathoners! I am so happy that you have completed 12 poems in 12 hours! That is wonderful. Thank you for joining us in this madness. In the past I have personally verified that everyone who applied for a certificate was eligible and then…

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…

“As I was walking by the street, At night, I saw a car zoom past me, Not knowing who I was, Not knowing why I was there, To them, I was just another passing stranger, They glanced at, Through the corner of their eye, While…

(Dedicated to Beth Fleisher who withdrew because of an illness) After a hectic day on the farm or with the goats I long for home After a long and maddening traffic I long for home After a long debate about what story board to adapt…