You walked into the living room and flat lined by the chair We had to let the medics know that you were in despair They found a pulse, you tracked your eyes and squeaked a last Goodbye Before you faded out again through the lights…
Category: Official Marathon Prompts
Hour 22…wake up
The last hours linger, my eyes drop, my creativity flows nowhere, l shake myself side to side, my brain mutters, crys and searches for words, that sing together upon the page.
Poem 18 – Just Be Still and Listen
Just be still and listen To the dew on blades of grass To the twinkling of stars above And to the glow of the moon Reflected as it is off the river Listen to the rain falling on leaves And the shuffle of the forest…
when the poet is assigned her own wake up call
hey, you, you with the magic, wake up! there’s things to do poems to write verses to spew you’re gonna need to greet the sun pretty soon don’t brew more coffee you’ve had your last call with diet coke wake up! fake up, if you…
Poem 17 – Books Versus People
Books were safer than other people anyway,* Solace in a social storm Gentler than judgemental stares and glares Full of good friends and adventure So much better at keeping secrets And most of the time far, far more interesting * – With credit to Neil…
Morning
Morning at the Eastern Gate a symphony of song and sweet Roosters crow in the distance behind the gentle dee dee of that my favorite little bird lovesongs to the sun it’s the crows who take great care to break the gentle din— summoning me…
Prompt for Hour Twenty-Two
Text Prompt Write a poem to wake yourself up. Image Prompt
An Ode to Holy Writings
When a man wakes with the yearning of a lad for breast milk, he sucks whatever looks like a nipple. This is not me even though this poems says I’m hungry for holy writings, for solid food. Lead not to my abode, the clergy who…
Ode to Babies – hour 21
They laugh and they sigh but babies do cry; a form of speaking, aye! An automatic and frantic spike of infants and toddlers alike. First motionless and cradled, now flip and they wobble able and once helpless bait now prey like sharks in wait. …
Ball of Fur
Hr. 9 Prompt 11, 2015 little ball of fur all cute and fluffy runnin’ around chewing up everything getting in the trash and toilet what do people do with you such a small creature making huge messes howling all hours of the night nobody can…