Dear Eve, Mother of all creation. Do you remember the day that you wanted to know it all? You got all that you wanted. We all did. We know everything We understand nothing. jj2019 2019 Poetry Marathon

“they paved paradise” I always wondered what those trees, with the metal grates around their trunks, say to each other – reaching for the sun from concrete or asphalt they must wonder where the rest of their families live – “movin’ on up” to the…

This is my stop You missed it If I have to get off somewhere else I don’t know where I will be I know this stop My home and livelihood are right near there What do you mean, “I can’t turn around?” What will I…

Green yet obsolete Concrete fences stunt crops There will be no fruit

We have reached it The stepping stone Our future is all that awaits us And our future is all that scares us I know this is frightening I am quivering just as you Yet way deep down When I look at you I know our…

Would that I could become my own totem, a fantastical blend of all traits I admire in one creature, new to the earth. I would have the stoicism and steadfast strength of the bear, shuffling through my days safe in the certainty that none would…

The dark green of the jungle cloaks my presence Thick vegetation dampens the noise of my cries My surroundings hide me in fear of what I could do But I can’t move, my might suppressed by traps The King of the Jungle, how far below…

Because I am a keener and because I am ready to fall over,  I have decided to pull two prompts together – I am replying to an earlier poem in this one about an animal that I have mentioned earlier.   animkiig   I have…

  My furry friend my faithful companion my playmate my guardian. You were always brave,  with those expressive eyes  you’d always manage to get your way. Even when caught red handed… Oh what simple pleasures satisfied you,  playing fetch, Taking long walks in Albert Park…

Welcome you are to my life and my home. find some comfort in my company find our fun and misadventure maybe sail across the sea of ecstasy Forsake the norms of genteel reproach and gather here on my mushrooms head of power and persuasion and…