Thick thighs save lives So I have heard it said Never before have my mighty Thors Been so complimented I have hidden them deep Under denim and cloth Loving the darkness Much more than a moth Not for fear of their look But from wandering…
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Hour 4: The Mona Lisa
“A beautiful lady wearing black drapes, As though she’d just visited a funeral; In front of a natural background, She sits majestically, Like a lion its den; Her face so radiant, She attracts moths The perfect example of elegance and class, In a very mysterious…
Words I Didn’t Say
Yes, I do Had I muttered those three words Things would have turned differently Would have crawled after another career Would have homed in a different time zone Would have missed my wife! Yes, I do Had I muttered those three words …
Hour Nine ~ Too soon elate too soon dejected
Prompt “This too shall pass,” Time moves on, as it is a matter of time- movement makes changes in weather growth and body life was slow life was less life became fast life was more Man left Paradise life was ease life was at peace…
And the Children would Sing
I was thinking of the rainbow children added to the old earth when the moon shines on them somewhere under the citrus tree, singing of joy. They sing in a way similar to the old earth, when with a broken identity they chose to…
Thank You!
I started west coast 9 am, but cranked all day to produce some heartfelt words and images. What a high to finish! Thanks for the challenge and congrats to my fellow poets! By the way — aren’t we lucky to have spouses, family and friends…
More than Riches
Like the sand of the beach They are adorable and comely They are treasures They are pleasures They are worth more than the riches of this world Children, you cannot have enough of them
Hour Thirteen ~ You Came Before
Text Prompt Write a poem where death is personified in some way. O’ Death, You Came for me you came before and lifted me quietly, I felt the pull I saw my self flying straight up high it was so swift,the flight a few…
Hour 1: Early morning
“In the early morning, As I walked into my balcony, I was met, by a cold gust of wind, And a thousand different sounds: Birds chirping, crows cawing, dogs barking, And as I sat on my bamboo swing set, My eyes were met, by a…
Without a Backward Glance
Our appeal went on heeded Does it matter our sacrifices at his shrine? Does he not recall the number of times we visited him? Poured libation to his homage? Yet, he would not leave without mom Upon the buckets of river And baskets of…