MOON DITTIE Glory to the moon that shines above shooting its beams to the lake below. Make no mistake it may not always be there. Don’t panic my friend, I hear Gods got a spare.
Category: Official Marathon Prompts
I didn’t use Jeep, Breastbone, or Panic
she liked to call Monday her Sabbath and eat peaches at the lake under a canopy of beach elms with the squirrels chattering brave enough to scanter across her picnic blanket stealing peaches for themselves celebrating in glory their bounty which they didn’t have to…
Not Me
Never by me but all by Society Every problem in my life they cause because of my color because they feel they have power No trust in this system living in fear hour by the hour My future is lost bullying I pay the cost…
Poem 12
My First and Second love fight Love fights, As they bites. Overriding each other priorities, They decide.. To let the owner satisfies, Whom she want to be her first and second love.. Her Passion(poetry) or her Sleep. Sleep said, she is used to of…
Prompt for Hour Twelve
Half Poetry Marathoners, this is your last prompt! Congratulations! Poetry Marathoners, you are almost half way through! Congratulations and Good luck! This hour your prompt is to write a poem containing at least five of the following eight words: Moon Lake Glory Jeep Breastbone Spare…
HOUR 11 Travelin’
TRAVELIN’ With pencil and paper in hand I jot down the name, I jot down the brand. For other folks the brand don’t matter but I write it down it saves on the chatter. I travel from town to town aching with pain, but…
#11 – Salvation’s Mistress (Persona as someone without a home)
I needed her like a jilted lover. There was comfort when she was open, but, too often she was unavailable. I despised her in those awkward moments, when I registered as Robert Flynn and they eyed me, judging up and down, whether or not to…
The Men In My Life
The men in my life Strong strengthened and love unfeigned Attractions to ones Who have control of the future All one and the same Different careers Yet caring and kind For me each one At one time in my life Took the time Quiet, demure…
Prompt 11: Intersection Folkie
I remembered a photo I took of this woman and put on Instagram, but I deleted the original shot. Please view the link, if possible, because her image inspired my following this prompt. https://www.instagram.com/p/8yPvv1gfQA4jpmv5eF1giLmDJ-gwST0Xwf_Fg0/ If there’s sun, I’m playing. Doesn’t matter where. I go where…
Chuckwagon
Ned’s got her packed tight With every pigeon hole layered Good stuff’s hid out a sight ‘Cept fer aspirin, bayered. Ned’s the doc and also the cook Watch fer liniment smellin’ like oil Don’t lose those recipes in the big book Some is fer food,…