Hour Nineteen – There are so many nature poems out there. Our prompt for this hour of the night is to write a poem for a city, real or imagined. My Tale of Two Cities Two homes have I, they’re oceans apart Two cities,…
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Poetry Marathon Hour 19:
Slowly but surely gradually but impactfully making popcorn and making progress as hour 19 kicks off. And there’s something so beautiful in the fact that we are still here despite everything that has been thrown our way – lack of sleep, lack of veggies, lack…
Lagos (hour 19)
Lagos, like the mythical elephant ugly and attractive a moment it is flooded the next it is a silk smooth dazzling fragile strong and enterprising accommodating and regale If a capital city is needed you check the boxes exotic tastes eyes for beauty energy and…
Elixir of Joy
“A moment of joy, An elixir of happiness, Inner fortune.”
Pit and Long Boar (hour 19)
Our plan, born of true heinous, Oh, my canine friends of nourishment deprived. Yet tonight they feast on standing pig, Such pleasant fare to absorb. Within a tavern’s hospitality, Hogs adore to imbibe, Pre-marinated and duly prepped, Oh, my canine friends of nourishment deprived….
Hour Eighteen – JOY
Prompt Eighteen – Write a poem about a moment of joy. JOY We had waited for this call for seven long years. ‘Hello,’ I answer, quivering with my fears. ‘We’ve found the perfect match,’ she said. ‘All sweet and pink, with a roundy round…
Prompt hour # 18
Text Prompt Write a poem about a moment of joy. Joyful Today I choose to be joyful. Revel in the little things. Bask in the sunshine of my everlasting glow. My skin warms up. My nerves lost control. Recall my purpose- I am. Forget all…
Poetry Marathon Hour 18:
Did I really just write hour 18 – without typos? Yes, hell yes I did. Clearly, I’m in pretty good shape – which is awesome! I have loud rhythmic jazz blaring into my ears and I think that is partially to thank for the wonderous…
Pure Ecstasy (hour 18)
Waiting can be painful if you aren’t sure of the reason you are in the prison for the season but the moment you know and you can see it is pure ecstasy like an unfruitful couple gifted with twin diamonds after 20 years…
“Summer’s Heart”
A new generation of summer’s heart, Heat wave on skin, Touch from within, Not complaining though, It is worth a thing. Happy thoughts of promise A never ending kisses A young hearts small wish, Good young, Forever bliss. . . . Writer: M.E. Flores Hour18,…